Monday, September 21, 2020

He makes beauty bright

(1705)  Tumi esechile rupe ucchale

You had come with lively beauty
Deep inside of mind's alcove,
At the ornate pleasure grove.
Without glory and unworthy,
I had been ashamed.

A body drenched with glowing tears was I,
The rain's reply, a rainbow upon sky.
As offering I did give all things mine
In a song of longing and despair.

Without You no one else is there;
In exchange for all, I desire only Thee.
I continue, thinking of just Your words only,
Vigilant both night and day.

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1 comment:

  1. What would life be without Him to brighten my pleasure grove? And by what right do I dream so high?