And I confess to Thee, O Lord, that I yet know not what time is, and again I confess unto Thee, O Lord, that I know that I
speak this in time, and that having long spoken of time, that very “long” is not long, but by the pause of time. How then
know I this, seeing I know not what time is? or is it perchance that I know not how to express what I know? Woe is me, that
do not even know, what I know not. Behold, O my God, before Thee I lie not; but as I speak, so is my heart. Thou shalt
light my candle; Thou, O Lord my God, wilt enlighten my darkness.