. . . or, God speaks to His Children--pay attention particularly to the last two lines.
CL. William ShakespeareO, from what power hast thou this powerful might
With insufficiency my heart to sway?
To make me give the lie to my true sight,
And swear that brightness doth not grace the day?
Whence hast thou this becoming of things ill,
That in the very refuse of thy deeds
There is such strength and warrantize of skill
That, in my mind, thy worst all best exceeds?
Who taught thee how to make me love thee more
The more I hear and see just cause of hate?
O, though I love what others do abhor,
With others thou shouldst not abhor my state:
If thy unworthiness raised love in me,
More worthy I to be beloved of thee.
God begs to be loved, thirsts for our love, and yearns to show mercy and forgiveness. The last two lines of the poem break my heart because His love is despised. Thank you Steven for attempting to enlighten us to the mystery of poetry.