O merciful one, be not angry that I trouble
thee with wicked words and praise Thee too.
What do we know of the limits of Thy nature? We
know not what service to render Thee. O infinite,
unembodied, inconceivable, incapable of falling,
void of attributes, intelligent, supreme! Excellent
are these names which Thou hast assumed; thou hast
made Thyself small to help our devotion. Let me
constantly, says Tuka, lay my head at Thy feet.
thee with wicked words and praise Thee too.
What do we know of the limits of Thy nature? We
know not what service to render Thee. O infinite,
unembodied, inconceivable, incapable of falling,
void of attributes, intelligent, supreme! Excellent
are these names which Thou hast assumed; thou hast
made Thyself small to help our devotion. Let me
constantly, says Tuka, lay my head at Thy feet.