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Shoshana
Guest
If, Lord, Thy love for Bro is strong
As this which binds him unto thee,
What holds him from thee Lord so long,
What holds thee Lord so long from him?
O soul, what then desirest thou?
Lord he would see thee, who thus choose thee.
What fears can yet assail Bro now?
All that he fears is but lose thee.
Love’s whole possession he entreats,
Lord make his soul thine own abode,
And he will build a nest so sweet
It may not be too poor for God.
A soul in God hidden from sin,
What more desires for him remain,
Save but to love again,
And all on flame with love within,
Love on, and turn to love again.
As this which binds him unto thee,
What holds him from thee Lord so long,
What holds thee Lord so long from him?
O soul, what then desirest thou?
Lord he would see thee, who thus choose thee.
What fears can yet assail Bro now?
All that he fears is but lose thee.
Love’s whole possession he entreats,
Lord make his soul thine own abode,
And he will build a nest so sweet
It may not be too poor for God.
A soul in God hidden from sin,
What more desires for him remain,
Save but to love again,
And all on flame with love within,
Love on, and turn to love again.
- St Teresa Avila