A SONG OF LOVE
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My Mighty Love!
Stern bondage holdeth me,
And grievous woe; though vainly evermore
The foe allureth and doth press me sore,
With keen words, ceaselessly,
To turn aside from Thee, the fount of bliss,
Yea, to forsake Thy Name,
Transgressing to my shame
The word revealed, My God! have I done this?
My Mighty Love!
My noble love!
I by Myself have sworn
To summon thee, My servant, unto Me;
And shall not kings bring presents unto thee,
Thy glory to adorn?
A witness have I made My holy one,
For nations to behold,
For peoples manifold,
For lo! of Jesse have I seen a son,
My noble love!
