God the Supreme Good

WITHOUT support, and with support,
Without light and in darkness living,
I see myself wasting away.

My soul is detached
From every thing created,
And raised above itself
Into a life delicious,
Of God alone supported.
And therefore I will say,
That what I most esteem
Is that my soul is now
Without support, and with support.

And though I am in darkness,
In this mortal life
My misery is not so great :
For if I have not light
I have the life celestial;
For the love of that life,
In the excess of its blindness,
Keeps the soul submissive,
Without light and in darkness living.

Love is doing this ;
I have known it since,
For be it ill or well with me
It makes all one joy.
It transforms my soul ;
And so in its sweet flame,
Which in myself I feel,
I see myself rapidly burning
And wasting away.