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Not a sound invades the stillness, Not a form invades the scene, Save the voice of my Belovèd, And His precious person seen. |
| O Belovèd, precious Savior, May I ask in Your embrace Why You came, and how You linger With me in this heav'nly place? |
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In the silence, Thou dost visit And dost whisper to my heart Thine intent, in inner chambers, And that Thou my Lover art. |
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And within those heav'nly places, Calmly hushed in sweet repose, There I drink, with joy absorbing All the love Thou wouldst disclose. |
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Wrapt in deep, adoring silence, Jesus, Lord, I dare not move, Lest I lose the smallest saying Meant to catch the ear of love. |
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Rest, then, O my soul, contented, Thou hast reached thy happy place, In the bosom of thy Savior, Gazing up in His dear face. |
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