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DESIRE OF GOD.
Oh for freedom, for freedom in worshipping God,
For the mountain-top feeling of generous souls,
For the health, for the air, of the hearts deep and
broad, Where grace not in rills but in cataracts rolls !
Most good is the brisk wholesome service of fear, And the calm wise obedience of conscience is sweet; And good are all worships, all loyalties dear, All promptitudes fitting, all services meet.
But none honors God like the thirst of desire, Nor possesses the heart so completely with Him; For it burns the world out with the swift ease of fire, And fills life with good works till it runs o'er the brim.
Then pray for desire, for love's wistfidlest yearning,
For the beautiful pining of holy desire;
Yes, pray for a soul that is ceaselessly burning
With the soft fragrant flames of this thrice happy fire.
For the heart only dwells, truly dwells with its treasure, And the languor of love captive hearts can unfetter; And they who love God cannot love Him by measure, For their love is but hunger to love Him still better.