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Devotional Poems

By Emily Hickey
Hickey, Emily Henrietta (1845-1924)

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OF THE ALTAR
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1 INVENI QUEM DILIGIT ANIMA MEA
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2 FOUND IN THE TEMPLE
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3 A SONNET OF THE MOST HOLY EUCHARIST
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4 WHENCE TO ME
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6 IN REPARATION
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OF THE SWEET MOTHER
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7 CONCEPTA EST MARIA—I
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8 CONCEPTA EST MARIA—II
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9 MATER AMABILIS
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10 PRAY FOR ME, MOTHER OF GOD!
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11 OUR LADY'S CROWNS
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12 TO THE MOTHER, FOR THOSE WHO ARE IN BONDS
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13 IMMACULATA, ORA PRO NOBIS
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14 TO THE QUEEN OF THE MOST HOLY ROSARY
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CHRISTMASTIDE
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16 BETHLEHEM BELLS
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18 JESUS IS BORN!
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20 AT THE MANGER
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22 CHRISTMAS, 1915
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PASSIONTIDE AND EASTER
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23 BEHOLD YOUR KING!
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IN SPLENDORIBUS SANCTORUM
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24 ST. GABRIEL THE ARCHANGEL
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25 JOSEPH, FILI DAVID, NOLI TIMERE
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26 ST. STEPHEN, FIRST MARTYR
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27 ST. JOHN THE EVANGELIST
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28 SAINTS ROUND THE ALTAR
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29 TE CANDIDATUS LAUDET EXERCITUS
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OTHER DEVOTIONAL POEMS
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30 CREDO
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31 THE SPIRIT INDEED IS WILLING, BUT THE FLESH IS WEAK
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32 GIVER OF LIGHT
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33 SEEKERS
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35 ANY CHILD TO THE NEW-FOUND MOTHER
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I AD MATREM, SANCTAM ECCLESIAM
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II AD MATREM, SANCTUM ECCLESIAM
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37 TO MY GUARDIAN ANGEL
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38 KEEPING IN GIVING
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39 THE MASTER'S WILL
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40 IN COMMENDATION
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41 MAKE ME LOVE THEE SO
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42 THE LADY COURTESY
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FOR A CHILD
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43 GIVE ME THINE HEART
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44 FROM NAZARETH TO CALVARY
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45 BEFORE THE TABERNACLE
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46 A KING'S DAUGHTER OF HETHENESSE
  
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MAKE ME LOVE THEE SO

O Jesus, make me love Thee so
I shall not ask, nor care, to know
Where Thou wouldst have me go.
I would, my Lord, my God, I were
Like those true souls that have no care
Except Thy life to share,
And love Thee in that perfectness
Of self-surrender Thou wilt bless
With calm in toil and stress.
Like them indeed I cannot be;
I cannot love Thee worthily;
Yet, Jesus, look on me.
Break Thou my heart with that sweet look
Which, more than bitterest rebuke,
Can pierce who Thee forsook:
And heal the heart deep-wounded thus
With Thy sweet comfort luminous,
Dear Heart, pierced through for us.
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