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Be My Guest O Jesus, from your cross come down, And lay aside your thorny crown; Come, sit by me and taste my wine, And break my bread with hands Divine.
For I would serve You as my Guest- Refresh Your feet with ointment dressed; And I would kiss and bind Your scars, And twine Your hair with perfumed flowers.
I wish that You would stay awhile, Within my house the time beguile; And there I d sing my songs to You, And You would find my heart is true.
Although I cannot understand Your Passion in its depth profound, I still can such deep sorrow rue- I still can sit and watch with You!
Sr. Giles (C) 2006 Edited 05/12/2008 |
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