A Hymn to Christ
O Jesus Christ, Saint Mary's Son,
Through whom the world was meetly wrought
I pray thee come and dwell in me,
And of all sin cleanse thou my thought.
Jesu, from whom all goodness springs,
Whom all men ought to love by right,
Make me give heed to thy biddings,
And them fulfill with all my might.
Jesu, thy love into me send,
And with thy love do thou my feed;
Jesu, thy love aye to me lend,
Thy love be ever my soul's mead.
Jesu, that with thy love me bought,
Jesu, my joy and my loving,
Jesu, with thy love wound my thought,
Jesu, my God! Jesu, my King!
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