A Word for Meditation

From today's Office of Readings -- the second reading taken from the Confessions of St. Augustine:

Lord, you know me. Let me know you. Let me come to know you even as I am known. You are the strength of my soul; enter it and make it a place suitable for your dwelling, a possession without spot or blemish. This is my hope and the reason I speak. In this hope I rejoice, when I rejoice rightly. As for the other things of this life, the less they deserve tears, the more likely they will be lamented; and the more they deserve tears, the less likely will men sorrow for them. For behold, you have loved the truth, because the one who does what is true enters into the light. I wish to do this truth before you alone by praising you, and before a multitude of witnesses by writing of you.

 Yes, we have changed little since Augustine wrote these words 1,600 years ago.

"...the more they deserve tears, the less likely will men sorrow for them."

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