As At the Dawn
Because you love them free as they are
They say you have nothing to say
Because you put on a human face
They say you’ve hidden yourself
Because you’re all heart God
They say you’ve gone to sleep
Because your Spirit cannot be grasped
They say everything has gone wrong
Because you refuse to collude with evil
They say you’re good for nothing
Because you don’t crush people
They say they haven’t called on you
Because you’re not just any God
They say you’re just anything
Because you made me in your image
You are also everything they say
Dear God won’t you take pity on me?
Original French P. Fertin “Comme à l’aurore”, Paris: Desclée, 1974, p. 17
Translated by Ted Witham 2013
