His Pity
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I drew them with human cords,
with bands of love;
I fostered them like one
who raises an infant to his cheeks;
Yet, though I stooped to feed my child,
they did not know that I was their healer.
My heart is overwhelmed,
my pity is stirred.
I will not give vent to my blazing anger…
For I am God and not man,
the Holy One present among you;
I will not let the flames consume you...
Let us humbly, confidently, and even joyfully step into the Mercy that He is for us always.