Quote#Love
Perfect for me what is lacking of faith, of hope of Thy gifts, help…
Quote byLancelot Andrewes · 1555–1626
Commonly attributed — not confirmed in an authoritative edition. Cited on Wikiquote to: Preces Privatæ, Third Day of the Week, Prayer for Grace (as translated by John Henry Newman).
English (original)
Perfect for me what is lacking of faith, of hope of Thy gifts, help Thou mine unbelief, establish my trembling hope, of love kindle its smoking flax. Shed abroad Thy love in my heart, so that I may love Thee, my friend in Thee, my enemy for Thee. O Thou who givest grace to the humble-minded, also give me grace to be humble-minded.
— Lancelot Andrewes
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