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| Text: | The Beloved |
| Author: | Mechthild of Hellfde, d. 1277 |
Dew abundant from the depths divine,
O sweet white Flower, pure as mountain snow,
O precious Fruit of that celestial Flower,
O Ransom from the everlasting woe—
Thou holy sacrifice for sins of men,
The gift that the eternal Father gave—
O Dew of life, by Thee I live again,
By Thee Who camest down to seek and save.
I see Thee small in low and humble guise,
And me Thou seest, great in shame and sin—
Lord, I would be Thy daily sacrifice,
Though I am worthless, vile, and foul within.
Yet into that mean cup Thy grace will pour
The love that overflows for evermore.
| Text Information | |
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| First Line: | Dew abundant from the depths divine |
| Title: | The Beloved |
| Author: | Mechthild of Hellfde, d. 1277 |
| Language: | English |
| Publication Date: | 1899 |