Reb Zusha of Annipole, the brother of “The Seer” Elimelech of Lizhensk, was a devout man. He held himself “small” ill spite of his renown and was always fearful that out of vanity he might preen himself as a man of God. One time he paid a visit to Rabbi Mordecai of Nizchot. As the hour of midnight approached, he got out of bed and, in a voice full of anguish, cried out: “God, O my soul! I love You so much, yet I lack the inner power to express it!” He paced to and fro in his room, repeating these strange, passionate words over and over again with the deepest mortification. All this while his host, Rabbi Mordecai, stood with a companion behind the door, marveling greatly at what he heard. After a few moments of silence he heard Rabbi Zisha exclaim, “O my Creator! I do not know how to commune with You for my thoughts are confused and my words stumble one upon the other. But dear Lord, I have one insignifi...
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