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Rafael Merry Del Val, 1889 | St. Mary (Prys), 1621 |
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1. Jesus, Thy heart has loved me well, | 6. “Child, I saw thee in Satan’s hands, |
Far more than I love Thee. | Suffering and in woe; |
I seek in vain, I cannot tell | My heart so longed to break those bands, |
Why Thou shouldst so love me. | My love to crush the foe.” |
2. T’was not my wealth that made Thee turn, | 7. “I saw that dear, ungrateful man, |
From heav’n’s bright home alone, | Would leave the path of life, |
And caused Thy sacred heart to burn | But then, henceforth, through Me he can, |
With that sweet flame of love. | Be victor in the strife.” |
3. What is there I can call my own, | 8. “I wished poor souls to understand, |
That was not ever Thine? | That I had done my part, and, |
On earth my All in heav’nly crown, | By the cross to take their stand with, |
Yet not but sin is mine. | hopeful, loving heart.” |
4. Nor was it that Thou hadst foretold, | 9. Oh Sacred Love, my Lord, my All, |
That I would grateful be, | A God could love like this, |
Thou knowest that my heart grown cold, | And almost make that first man’s fall, |
Would not remember thee. | A constant source of bliss. |
5. Oh Jesus tell me then, I pray. | Henceforth sweet Lord the world’s renown, |
What I have sought in vain, | With me shall have no part, |
The Midnight Cave and Calvary, | Like Thee I’ll seek a thorny crown, |
Why so much love and pain? | And love Thy Sacred Heart. |