To die of love, O martyrdom most blest!
For this I long, this is my heart's desire;
My exile ends; I soon will be at rest.
Ye Cherubim, lend, lend to me your lyre!
O dart of Seraphim, O flame of love,
Consume me wholly; hear my ardent cry!
Jesu, make real my dream! Come Holy Dove!
Of love I die!
... Thérèse of Lisieux
Thee, Lord, before the close of day,
Maker of all things, Thee we pray
for Thy dear loving kindness' sake
to guard and guide us in Thy way.Banish the dreams that terrify,
and night's fantastic company;
keep us from Satan's tyranny;
defend us from unchastity.Protect us, Father, God ador'd,
Thou, too, coequal Son and Lord,
Thou, Holy Ghost, our Advocate,
whose reign can know nor bound nor date.
... Old Latin hymn (St. Ambrose?)
Compilation Copyright, 1996-2008, by Robert McAnally Adams,
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