Let me not seek outside you what can only find in you,
O Lord,
Peace and rest, and joy and bliss
which abide only in your abiding joy,
Lift up my soul above the wearing round of harassing
thoughts to your eternal presence.
Lift up my mind to the pure, bright, serene atmosphere of
your presence,
that I may breathe freely,
there repose in your love,
there be at rest from myself
and from all things that weary me:
and thence return, arrayed in your peace, to do and to bear
whatsoever shall best please you, O blessed Lord.
E.B. Pusey
