
The house of my soul is too narrow
for thee to come in to me;
let it be enlarged by thee.
It is in ruins; do thou restore it.
There is much about it
which must offend thy eyes;
I confess and know it.
But who will cleanse it?
Or, to whom shall I cry but to thee?
"Cleanse thou me from my secret faults,"
O Lord,
"and keep back thy servant from strange sins."
-- St. Augustine,
Confessions, Chapter 5
for thee to come in to me;
let it be enlarged by thee.
It is in ruins; do thou restore it.
There is much about it
which must offend thy eyes;
I confess and know it.
But who will cleanse it?
Or, to whom shall I cry but to thee?
"Cleanse thou me from my secret faults,"
O Lord,
"and keep back thy servant from strange sins."
-- St. Augustine,
Confessions, Chapter 5





























