Meditation 1 by Edward Taylor

What Love is this of thine, that Cannot bee
In thine Infinity, O Lord, Confinde,
Unless it in thy very Person see,
Infinity, and Finity Conjoyn’d?
What hath thy Godhead, as not satisfide
Marri’de our Manhood, making it its Bride?

Oh, Matchless Love! filling Heaven to the brim!
O’re running it: all running o’re beside
This World! Nay Overflowing Hell; wherein
For thine Elect, there rose a mighty Tide!
That there our Veans might through thy Person bleed,
To quench those flames, that else would on us feed.

Oh! that thy Love might overflow my Heart!
To fire the same with Love: for Love I would.
But oh! my streight’ned Breast! my Lifeless Sparke!
My Fireless Flame! What Chilly Love, and Cold?
In measure small! In Manner Chilly! See.
Lord blow the Coal: Thy Love Enflame in mee.

4 hours ago 2,272 notes ©

proof that the tvxq dancers are just as dumb as tvxq


proof that the tvxq dancers are just as dumb as tvxq

1 day ago 510 notes ©

Aline Weber


Aline Weber

1 day ago 23 notes ©

When I was little I was(still am) very cat biased, like super obsessed. Anything that had to do with cats had my attention.
But I never liked Hello Kitty! As it turns out, Hello Kitty is not a cat.
huh! …I subconsciously knew. lol

2 days ago 1 note




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