
Hold my Hand in Solitude, Turning,
While this Passion’s fire is Burning,
Make Straight this Path Upon which I Tread,
Leading me Upon the High Road, Instead.
Grappling with Wisdom like a Leviathan,
Leaning Upon Grace to help me Stand,
Purchase Beyond any Earthly Measure,
Love of All Loves, my most Precious Treasure.
Walk in Light with me this While,
Dry my Tears with Heaven’s Smile,
OH! How my Heart Aches and Yearns,
Only for You, Sweet Love that Burns,
Burns away these Fears and Doubts,
Lifting my Spirits so I May Shout
From Every Mountain Standing in Epic Height,
From the Dimness Hiding our Weary Sight.
Love of All Loves, More Precious than Gold,
Shape my Readiness like the potter’s Mold,
Touch this Hand, Hold this Heart,
Love of All Loves, Your Precious Beauty Impart.
~Morgan~
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