Letters · Erster Band · Theil I (1773)

That no one is good but the one God alone; but man is throughout misery and self-hood.

Bd I · Th I · Brief 68 · Der achtundsechzigste Brief

Addressee"Wertheste Frau Gräfin! … vielgeliebte Schwester!" — Hedwig Sophie, Countess of Sayn-Wittgenstein-Berleburg, a leading patroness of the Pietist circle at Berleburg; the letter answers her own letter of 8 November the previous year and closes with greetings to the whole comital family. Formal register.
DateMülheim, 1735 (the letter itself is undated).
ProvenanceTranslated from the public-domain 1773 first edition (Theil I, pp. 173–175), in GS 1845 orthography, collated against the 1845 Gesammelte Schriften and Hartman's 1819 reprint. All public-domain.

The Sixty-Eighth Letter.

That no one is good but the one God alone; but man is throughout misery and self-hood.

Most worthy Lady Countess!

After the high calling of grace, dearly beloved sister!

Although I am weak and faint in body (whereof more particularly reported to D. C.), yet love constrained me to testify with a few lines that the most worthy Countess's letter of the 8th of November last year was right refreshing to me, and has often been answered by me in spirit.

God be praised, who has given us communion in Christ with Him, and with one another, without and against all our merit! Now, and as often as the Lord reminds me of it, I desire — as a poor man — to take from the so near and open fulness of God, wishing the most worthy sister, for a greeting, all furtherance in the life of God and all delight in this blessed God of love. I look, too, at all times for such a reaching-out of the spirit from the most worthy Countess.

The longer I live, the more I see and experience it, that no one is good but the one God alone. What He is in us, and what He does in us, that alone makes us holy and blessed. Men see and heed what is outward and gross, what has a show; but their judgment is seldom according to the truth, because the fewest works are done in God. God has indeed infinite patience with us in our mixed being; yet it is a gross error when one still sees something good anywhere outside of God — one is not yet in the truth. We must make room for God — or, better said, God must make room for Himself in us; for our misery is so great that when we escape ourselves in one place, we find ourselves again, in this very respect, in another. We are throughout misery and self-hood; no adorning nor further adorning helps; the whole mass is worthless; we must be led out of ourselves, through God, into God. There is none good but the one God; and whoever truly sinks himself into Him and loses himself, he is made good through Him, were he otherwise ever so evil.

Ah, that all poor sinners might see, with us, this sea of infinite goodness, so near and opened in Jesus! How would they cast themselves into it, and all their hurt be healed! But so it is: many a one must yet, feeling himself, complain sorrowfully:

How weary am I of myself! and must yet carry myself still. One cries: Go out of thyself! — but I cannot find the door.

Yet this is just the point: whoever has not rightly felt himself, has not rightly gone out of himself. One must learn by experience that one cannot, so that in this respect too the glory may be given to God. God will and must heal and hallow us through Himself, but not without need. This is, in my judgment, the ground of the true but rare surrender and passivity, whither surely no one attains without need and dying — though it is a spring of life and of divine peace. Ah God! when shall we no longer stand in Thy way and our own? And when wilt Thou be [it] wholly in us, yea, all in all? Be it so eternally, Amen!

I will not excuse myself; I write simply, as it comes into the pen. Once more I desire, in Jesus' name, to greet the most worthy Countess and the whole high-comital family, and remain, through grace,

The most worthy Countess's

weak fellow-brother.

German

Der achtundsechzigste Brief.

Daß niemand gut ist, denn der einige GOtt; der Mensch aber durchaus Elend und Eigenheit.

Wertheste Frau Gräfin!

Nach dem hohen Beruf der Gnade vielgeliebte Schwester! Wiewohl ich schwach und matt bin dem Leibe nach (wovon umständlicher an D. C. berichtet), so drunge mich doch die Liebe, mit einigen Zeilen zu bezeugen, daß der werthesten Frau Gräfin Schreiben vom 8. November vorigen Jahrs mir recht erquicklich gewesen und öfters von mir im Geist beantwortet worden.


— Opening lines of the original German. The complete transcription of all 605 letters appears in the forthcoming Encounter Press critical edition; Brief 1 is shown in full as a sample.

German text: public domain (1773–75 first edition / 1845 Gesammelte Schriften).

Translator’s notes

What this letter is. A letter of counsel to a noblewoman — Hedwig Sophie, Countess of Sayn-Wittgenstein-Berleburg, a patroness of the Pietist circle at Berleburg — written in reply to a letter of hers. Beneath its formal courtesy it is one sustained meditation on a single Gospel sentence: "none is good but God alone." Tersteegen presses the thought to its root. If only God is good, then the human being left to himself is "throughout misery and self-hood" — and no amount of self-improvement ("adorning") changes that; we can only be "led out of ourselves, through God, into God." He knows how hard this is, and quotes a well-known verse of the mystic Madame Guyon — "How weary am I of myself! … One cries, Go out of thyself — but I cannot find the door" — answering that the door opens only through real "need and dying," never by our own effort. The letter ends in prayer that God would one day be "all in all."

A few words and echoes.

  • None is good but God. The letter's ground-note, said three times — Jesus' answer to the rich young ruler (in Matthew and Mark). Everything else follows from taking it seriously.
  • Misery and self-hood. His blunt name for the human being apart from God — not just weakness but Eigenheit, the self-will and self-centredness that has to be lost in God before any real good can grow.
  • The sea of goodness. God's boundless goodness he pictures as an ocean "opened in Jesus," into which the soul may simply cast itself and be healed — a favourite image of his.
  • "I cannot find the door." The quoted verse is Tersteegen's rendering of the French mystic Madame Guyon: the ache of being weary of oneself yet unable to escape oneself. His point is that this very helplessness is the beginning of surrender.
  • Surrender and passivity. His goal is not more striving but a quiet letting-God-work — a "surrender" reached only by being brought to the end of oneself, and then found to be "a spring of life and of divine peace."
  • All in all. The closing prayer echoes Paul's hope that God will one day be "all in all" — wholly at work in us, with nothing of self left in the way.
Cite this letter
Gerhard Tersteegen, Geistliche und erbauliche Briefe, Erster Band, I. Theil, Brief 68 (Solingen, 1773–75); trans. Jarred Fenlason, https://gerhardtersteegen.com/letters/bdi-thi-068.html.
trans. Jarred Fenlason · gerhardtersteegen.com/letters/bdi-thi-068 · all rights reserved

English translation © Jarred Fenlason · All rights reserved · gerhardtersteegen.com.