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Lauds for our B. Saviour.
Hymn XXX.
[Sweet JESU, why, why dost thou love]
Sweet JESU, why, why dost thou love
Such worthles things as we?
Why is thy hart still toward us,
Who seldom think on Thee?
Such worthles things as we?
Why is thy hart still toward us,
Who seldom think on Thee?
Thy bounty gives us all we have,
And we thy gifts abuse:
Thy bounty gives us ev'n Thy self,
And we Thy self refuse.
And we thy gifts abuse:
Thy bounty gives us ev'n Thy self,
And we Thy self refuse.
My soul, and why, why do we love
Such wretched things as these?
These that withdraw us from our Lord,
And his pure eys displease.
Such wretched things as these?
These that withdraw us from our Lord,
And his pure eys displease.
Break off, and be no more a child,
To run and sweat and cry;
While all this stir, this huge concern:
Is only for a fly.
To run and sweat and cry;
While all this stir, this huge concern:
Is only for a fly.
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Some silly fly that's hard to catch,
And nothing when 'tis caught:
Such are the toys thou striv'st for here,
Not worth a serious thought.
And nothing when 'tis caught:
Such are the toys thou striv'st for here,
Not worth a serious thought.
Break off, and raise thy manly ey,
Up to those joys above;
Behold all those thy Lord prepares,
To woo, and crown thy love.
Up to those joys above;
Behold all those thy Lord prepares,
To woo, and crown thy love.
Alas, dear Lord, I cannot love,
Unles Thou draw my hart:
Thou who thus kindly mak'st me know,
O make me do my part.
Unles Thou draw my hart:
Thou who thus kindly mak'st me know,
O make me do my part.
Stil do thou love me, O my Lord!
That I may stil love Thee:
Stil make me love thee, O my God!
That thou may'st stil love me.
That I may stil love Thee:
Stil make me love thee, O my God!
That thou may'st stil love me.
Thus may my God and my poor soul
Stil one another love;
Till I depart from this low world,
T'enjoy my God above.
Stil one another love;
Till I depart from this low world,
T'enjoy my God above.
To Thee, great God, to Thee alone,
One coeternal Three;
All pow'r and praise, all joy and blyss
Now and for ever be.
One coeternal Three;
All pow'r and praise, all joy and blyss
Now and for ever be.
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