tr., John Brownlie 220.127.116.11
Kurie ho Theos hemon, hou to kratos aneikaston,
kai he doxa akataleptos, hou to eleos ametreton, kai he philanthropia aphatos·
Our highest thought of God is vain;
Whate'er of knowledge we may know,
Our darkened minds but darker grow,
We ne'er can to the light attain.
Beyond the mountain tops that rise,
Still higher altitudes appear;
Climb as we may, we come not near
The peaks that pierce the azure skies.
Beyond the farthest stretch of mind,
The wisdom of our God extends;
We touch the love that never ends,
And only know that it is kind.
We cannot gaze upon the sun,
Save through the mists from earth that rise;
God's glory only meets our eyes
When veiled in the Incarnate One.
Yea, none but God His love can know,
Nor can The Christ that love express;
The gift is ever something less,
Than is the love the gift would show.
Our minds, our hearts, our spirits fail
In all our searching God to find;
We only know that He is kind,
And nought that knowledge can assail.
No soul can rise to God, alone,
The height divine we cannot reach;
Do Thou, O Christ, our blindness teach,
Until we know as we are known.