My heart turns and returns to your nest,
Most Holy Love, Most Divine Imagination:
Turning and returning on the wings
of both wanderlust and satisfaction,
Turning and returning on the road
of my heart’s impatience and joy.
My soul turns and returns to your altar,
faint with humility and high with praise:
Turning and returning by the rising incense
of sweet revelation and burning prayers,
Turning and returning by the blessed rainfall
of splashing strength and flooding favor.
My heart turns and returns, and
returns and returns — praise God!
on Psalm 84