Here you will find the Poem Sonnet II of poet Mikolaj Sep Szarzynski
In shame is man conceived, through pain is born, And brief the time upon this earth he goes In life inconstant, full of fears and woes. He dies, a shadow by the sun forlorn. And yet from such a man (O Endless God, Within Thyself glorified and blissfully Living through Thyself) almost wistfully Dost Thou desire--from him!--both love and laud. Wondrous the works of Thy charity are, At which Cherubim (comprehension's crest) Wonder bemused and righteous burns afar The flame, the Seraphim, in love's sweet zest. O most Holy Lord, would that we too had, To give thee back, that which thou have hast bade!