X. To melancholic souls joy comes not quick

You have made us for Yourself, O God, and our hearts are restless ‘til they rest in thee. –St. Augustine

To melancholic souls joy comes not quick.

We feel the aches of life, our flaws profound.

So apt are we to fret o’er smoldering wick,

Though “Not one shall be quenched,” His vow resounds.

We ache for the perfection He shall give;

So slow to change, for steadiness we yearn.

E’er struggling to forget ourselves and live,

Pained, restless hearts! We hunger peace to learn.

And yet, our pains convince us of our need;

Our restlessness can drive us forth to Him.

In Him alone perfection finds its seed;

In Him, unchanging, die our worries grim.

‘Tis Christ for whom my soul has ever pined;

In none but Him all good I crave, I find.

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About Victoria Grefer

Victoria is a New Orleans girl, born and raised, with an appreciation for the charm of the Deep South. She has a bachelor's degree in Spanish and English and a master's degree in Spanish literature, all from the University of Alabama. From the age of six she dreamed of becoming a writer, and her writing career begin in the third grade with a series of stories about herself and her friends solving mysteries. She self-published the Herezoth trilogy between 2012 and 2014 and is working on its second edition. She is soon to be a graduate student of theology.
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