I am not worthy,
Master and Lord, that you should come beneath the roof of my soul: yet, since
you in your love toward all wish to dwell in me, in boldness I come. You
command, Open the gates—which you alone have forged; and you will come in with
love toward all as is your nature; you will come in and enlighten my darkened
reason. I believe that you will do this: for you did not send away the harlot
that came to you with tears; nor cast out the repentant publican; nor reject
the thief who acknowledged your kingdom; nor forsake the repentant persecutor,
a yet greater act; but all of those who came to You in repentance, were counted
in the band of your friends, who alone abide blessed forever, now, and unto the
endless ages.
- John Chrysostom