Confessions of St. Augustine e-bog

Whilst the greatest effort has been made to ensure the quality of this text, due to the historical nature of this content, in some rare cases there may be minor issues with legibility. Oh! That I might repose on Thee! Oh! That Thou wouldest enter into my heart. And inebriate it, that I may forget my ills, and embrace Thee, my sole good? What art Thou to me? In Thy pity, teach me to utter it. Or what am I to Thee that Thou demandest my love, and, if I give it not, art wroth with me, and threatenest me with grievous woes? Is it then a slight woe to love Thee not? Oh! For Thy mercies' sake, tell me, O Lord my God, what Thou art unto me. Say unto my soul, I am thy salvation. So speak, that I may hear. Behold, Lord. My heart is before Thee open Thou the ears thereof, and say unto my soul, I am thy salvation. After this voice let me haste. And take hold on Thee. Hide not Thy face from me. Let me die - lest I die - only let me see Thy face.