It Is By Doubting That We Come

Alone Thou Goest Forth, O Lord, In Sacrifice To Die; Is This Thy Sorrow Naught To Us Who Pass Unheeding By? Our Sins, Not Thine, Thou Bearest, Lord; Make Us Thy Sorrow Feel, Till Through Our Pity And Our Shame Love Answers Love's Appeal. This Is Earth's Darkest Hour, But Thou Dost Light And Life Restore; Then Let All Praise Be Given Thee Who Livest Evermore. Grant Us With Thee To Suffer Pain That, As We Share This Hour, Thy Cross May Bring Us To Thy Joy And Resurrection Power.

Under The Pretext Of Study We Spent Our Hours In The Happiness Of Love, And Learning Held Out To Us The Secret Opportunities That Our Passion Craved. Our Speech Was More Of Love Than Of The Books Which Lay Open Before Us; Our Kisses Far Outnumbered Our Reasoned Words.

It Is By Doubting That We Come To Investigate, And By Investigating That We Recognize The Truth.

Nothing Can Be Believed Unless It Is First Understood; And That For Any One To Preach To Others That Which Either He Has Not Understood Nor They Have Understood Is Absurd.

The Beginning Of Wisdom Is Found In Doubting; By Doubting We Come To The Question, And By Seeking We May Come Upon The Truth.