Dessa psalmer är skrivna av en rumänsk munk, Fader Ghelasie Gheorghe från klostret Frasinei, Rumänien. De är skrivna på rumänska, det som följer är en översättning, som Förlaget Platytera hade vänligheten att ställa till förfogande som ett litet "smakprov". En samling av många dikter som är utspridda i Fader Ghelasies skrifter finns samlade i en bok som heter "Hesychasm", (Förlag Platytera, 2007)
PSALM of the Created Being
Blessed are all those whom You have created, LORD.
1. O, Mystery known only by You, to also Create a Being, that did not exist and that You bring into Existence!
O, “naught” that didst not exist, look how you become Creation! The CREATOR only holds your Mystery.
You, my LORD, indeed Create a Created Being as well, without taking away anything from Your Own BEING, yet in which You pour forth all of Your BEING.
This Creation is beyond Your BEING and not out of Your BEING, for You also bring into Being a Created Being.
Yet how can a second Being exist?
Only if You also truly Create a Created Being, can there be two, a CREATING ONE and a Created one, who do not take over each other.
O, my GOD and CREATOR, Blessed am I, the Created Being, for I can “stand by” You, the absolute BEING, Partaking of Those which are not mine.
You are the MYSTERY beyond Creation and I am the Mystery beyond You.
You have poured forth Your awesome MYSTERY into me, and beyond Nature You hold Yourself within me, not growing less, not suffering any division.
Your MYSTERY as a CREATOR is that beyond NATURE You also create a Being of Creation. And my Mystery as a Created Being is that beyond Nature I can “stand by” Your BEING.
Blessed am I, the Created Being, in whom You descend as GOD, for me to ASCEND into GODLINESS.
Day and night I pray to You and thank You, and I sing the MYSTERY OF YOUR LITURGY, which descending into the Mystery of my Liturgy of Creation, thus becomes the EUCHARIST of Your SUPPER.
Blessed am I, the Created Being, for I can be in the LAND and stand by the RIVERS of the LITURGY of Your HOLY SUPPER.
PSALM of the Created Being’s Prostration
How can I lift up my eyes onto You, my LORD, how can I regard Your GLORY?
You have Created me in Your own IMAGE and LIKENESS.
You call for me – “come and Partake of all that is Mine”.
Your GRACE is pouring forth into me to open up the “borders” of the Created Being, so that You may COME in.
I shudder at how You THE GREATEST can Come into me, the smallest . . .
How can the Created Being hold You, the CREATOR?
You know the MYSTERY of Coming into me, for You are GOD. I cannot even approach You.
You can hold me within You, I cannot even touch You . . .
You Come into me beyond my Created Nature, and I shudder as I cannot hold You.
This MYSTERY is my eternal AWE and Prostration.
It is the MYSTERY of Your IMAGE that is SEALED into me, for it is only Your own IMAGE that can hold You.
You have Created me bestowing upon me Your IMAGE, the only one allows me to stand to Your FACE.
O, THE GREATNESS of Your IMAGE, I am amazed at how my Created Image can hold You.
How can I, the Created one, be a “dwelling place” of Yours? . . .
O MYSTERY! YOU COME INTO me first, to make me Your Own IMAGE and LIKENESS, so that I myself can “RECEIVE” You.
I, the Created one, do not stand “within” You, yet You COME INTO me so that I can MEET you in my turn.
You have Created me out of Your LOVE, and this is the MYSTERY that can do everything.
Without LOVE You could not COME INTO me YOURSELF, and thus I myself could never MEET You.
Without LOVE I would “lose” myself into You, for LOVE is the one that makes me be one at Your side.
You have Created me to be “an Eternal”, like You.
No, You do not transform Yourself into Creation, but endow this Creation with Your Own Image and Likeness.
The Creation can never come into Your Image, for Your IMAGE comes into the Creation. And thus You bestow Your Eternity upon the Creation.
You the ETERNAL ONE can Create only something equally Eternal.
O my LORD and GOD, You have Created me bestowing upon me the LIKENESS of Your IMAGE, which thus makes You akin to me and me akin to You.
Through Your IMAGE which is sealed onto my Being, You have made me the TABLE of Your SUPPER, where You want me to partake of those that are Yours.
You come first with Your LOVE into me, and thus I also become Love.
O, GOD, You are my MYSTERY, in which I find my own Image of Creation.
O, I have fallen into the deception of sin and the DOOR of Your HOLY SUPPER has closed.
My LORD, forgive me, welcome me once more as You have welcomed “the prodigal son”.
O, my LORD, how blessed am I at the TABLE of Your SUPPER.
I bow and pray to You my LORD, and with the Arms of my Image of Beingness
I dare touch the fringes of Your GRACE-COAT.
Blessed am I, the Created one, in whom You have WILLED to make for Yourself a Dwelling Place of Creation.
Over the Begetting
Out of my Parents
You have BLOWN,
And thus was I Born
One more IMAGE of Man
In whom You have SEALED YOURSELF
With the DIVINE POURING forth
That I myself RECEIVE
As the GIFT of ETERNITY.
My IMAGE of Man
Has a Soul
And a Body
The Image of Heaven
And of Earth
In which I am to be
Paradise – Holy Dwelling Place
Where the LITURGY of LOVE
Yet once more
Your Own IMAGE
Can be SEEN
Over the Image of my Parents
In my very Being.
Heaven keeps reflecting
In my Soul,
The Earth is moving
In my Body,
And all UNITED
In my IMAGE of Man
Become a PROSTRATION
To YOU, my LORD
And my GOD,
To YOU all the SINGING,
One more ETERNITY
In FRONT of YOUR FACE!
GLORY to You,
All PROSTRATION to You,
Forgive our pettiness,
Forgive our weaknesses,
Do not consider,
Despite our sins,
In spite of our sins,
We still Pray to You,
Overlook our pettiness,
Your IMAGE Blown into us
Sin could not destroy it,
Though it is covered.
Uncover it YOURSELF my LORD,
YOU open our eyes, LORD.
May YOUR MERCY
The DROP of GRACE.
GLORY to You,
O, the PRAYING,
The PRAYING MOTHER of our CHURCH,
The MOTHER of GOD,
And all Praying Saints of the CHURCH,
Of all Saints’ Glory
Of the UNION between Heaven and Earth!
O, COMMUNION OF ETERNITY,
O, SINGING OF THE ETERNITY!
Psalm for the LOVE of GOD
GOD I would like to show
My LOVE for YOU
Yet everything breaks
All things can be said,
Only LOVE must be SHUT UP,
LOVE must be HIDDEN,
So nobody knows of it,
LOVE – THE MYSTERY PROSTERNATION
LOVE – THE DIVINE ICON.
The SINGING OF LOVE
Is the only SONG,
LOVE that you CALL FOR,
LOVE that you WAIT FOR,
LOVE that you cannot forget,
LOVE that cannot die,
LOVE that cannot be killed,
LOVE that WHEEPS in itself,
LOVE, THE CROSS OF ETERNITY!