I devoutly adore you

I devoutly adore you, hidden Deity, truly hidden beneath these appearances. My whole heart submits to you, for in contemplating you it fails entirely. Sight, touch and taste are deceived in you, but what is heard is safely believed. I believe whatever the Son of God has said: nothing is truer than this word of Truth. On the Cross only the divinity was hidden; here the humanity is hidden as well. Yet believing and confessing both, I ask what the repentant thief asked. I do not see the wounds as Thomas did, yet I confess you to be my God. Make me believe you ever more, hope in you, and love you. O memorial of the death of the Lord, living bread that gives life to man, grant that my soul may live on you, and that you may always taste sweet to me. Amen.