From Augustine

O Truth, O Light of my heart, let not my own darkness speak to me! I had fallen into that darkness and was darkened thereby.  But in it, even in its depths, I came to love You.  I went astray and still I remembered You. I heard Your voice behind me, bidding me return, though I could scarcely hear it for the tumults of my boisterous passions.  And now, behold, I am returning, burning and thirsting after Thy fountain.  Let no one hinder me; here I drink and so have life. Let me not be my own life, for of myself I have lived badly.  I was death to myself; in You I have revived.  Speak to me; converse with me. I have believed… -Augustine, Confessions, Book XII