My God ! my beauty exists only in the sunshine of Thy grace. Without light, nothing is beautiful, and, unless irradiated by Thy goodness, every object is ugly and hideous. Lord Jesus! Thou fairest of the sons of men, shed on my poor soul the beams of Thy love; that is all the beauty I desire.
— Gotthold
Gotthold.
The point
True beauty of the soul exists only when illuminated by God's grace and love; without His light, all things appear ugly and worthless.
