O Infinite Love

Thou loving Father, everything goes wrong for me and yet Thou art love.

I have even failed in holding fast to this—that Thou art love, and yet Thou art love.

Wherever I turn, the only thing that I cannot do without is that Thou art love, and that is why, even when I have not held fast to the faith that Thou art love, I believe that Thou dost permit through love that it should be so, O Infinite Love.

from The Prayers of Kierkegaard