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النشر الإلكتروني

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THE SIGH OF LOVE

O God, my love I offer Thee,
Nor love Thee, that Thou savest me,
Nor yet because in endless fire,
Unloving souls shall feel Thine ire.

Thou, Thou, my Jesus, on the tree,
Hast totally embraced me,

The cruel nails, the piercing spear,
And shame unmeasured Thou didst bear,

And griefs whose number none can tell,
Sweat-drops and torturings as well,
And death itself; and these for me
Whose sins, alas! have fallen on Thee!

Why, therefore, should I not love Thee,
O Jesus, who dost most love me,
Not that in heaven my soul may dwell,.
Nor lest my portion be in hell;

Nec praemii ullius spe, Sed sicut tu amasti me? Sic amo et amabo te

Solum quia rex meus es.

Nor for the hope of joys to be,

But just as Thou hast first loved me? So love I, and my love will own, Because Thou art my King alone.

AUCTOR INCERTUS

DE RESURRECTIONE

Plaudite coeli,
Rideat aether,

Summus et imus

Gaudeat orbis!

Transivit atrae

Turba procellae:

Subiit almae

Gloria palmae!

Surgite verni,

Surgite flores,

Germina pictis

Surgite campis,

Teneris mixtae

Violis rosae,
Candida sparsis

Lilia calthis!

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