i believe in your excessive love now, when i in no way feel it,

now, when i'm wearied and burdened,

now, when i see no future but only present darkness -

i believe in your excessive love because you are faithful,

because you are compassionate with weakness,

because you are always present when there is need,

because you are gentle and forgiving,

because you are patient and unwearying,

because you are a God of mercy,

because you came to seek out the lost, to bind up the wounded, to heal the sick.

I believe in your excessive love, which is unreasonable by human standards,

which is incomprehensible to my limited vision,

which only demands utter faith,

which offers me perfect joy if i accept to be that grain of wheat with you,

falling and dying, which gives me peace

and the only true security i will ever know.

i believe in your excessive love, kissing each of your precious wounds,

drinking of the sacred cup you offer,

the cup of yuor blood, poured out to the last drop.

i believe in your excessive love,

uniting me to you and you to me in time

and throughout eternity.