This then is the formula which describes the state of the self when despair is completely eradicated: in relating to itself and in wanting to be itself, the self is grounded transparently in the power that established it.
It begins with a simple prayer:
Lord! Give us weak eyes for things of no account, and eyes of full clarity in all your truth
In my opinion, this poem reads more like a warning. Søren Kierkegaard is a notoriously difficult author to understand.
He makes the Preface’s point with a rather…
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