Deaf don't stay, oh Darling;
You must hear my story.
My inmost agony, fathom please:
Extreme zeal for gaining Thee.
In the gaps mid sounding of reed pipe,[1]
To me call beams of Your light.
Mixed with that very light abides
The sweetness of Your doting.
My ray of hope is You only,
The sole foundation of all weal.
Neglecting Thee, without base I be;
Accordingly, head I bow constantly.
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I stand in awe but beg You please.
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