I love you Lord but with no love of mine,
For I have none to give.
I love you Lord but all the love is thine,
For by your love I live.
I am as nothing and rejoice to be
Emptied and lost and swallowed up in thee.
I am as nothing and rejoice to be,
Emptied and lost and swallowed up in thee.
You Lord alone are all your children need,
And there is none besides.
In you the streams of blessedness proceed,
In you the blessed abide
Fountain of life and all abounding grace,
Our source, our center and our dwelling place.
Fountain of life and all abounding grace,
Our source, our center and our dwelling place.
A poem by Madame Guyon that has been given a tune by some saints. It runs through my heart and mind on a steady basis, like a river.
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Oh, I love this.
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