Teach me, my God and King,
In all things thee to see,
And what I do, in anything,
To do it as for thee.
A man that looks on glass
On it may stay his eye,
Or, if he pleaseth, through it pass
And then to heaven espy.
All may of thee partake.
Nothing can be so mean
Which with this tincture (_for thy sake_)
Will not grow bright and clean.
A servant with this clause
Makes drudgery divine.
Who sweeps a room as for thy laws
Makes that and th' action fine.
This is the famous stone
That turneth all to gold;
For that which God doth touch and own
Cannot for less be told.
--George Herbert.