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THE LIFE OF OUR LORD,
May I with ready will obey Thine inward call, and keep the way Of Thy simplicity.
Jesus ! who deign'dst to be a guest, Where Mary's gently urged behest
With Thy kind power made free, May I mine earthly kinsfolk love, In such pure ways, that I may prove
My greater love for Thee.
Jesus ! how toiled Thy blessed Feet O'er hill and dale and stony street,
Through weary want and pain! Oh may I rather for Thy sake The hardships Thou hast hallowed take
Than joys Thou didst disdain.
Jesus! in all the zeal of love How amiably didst Thou reprove
Poor wretches lost in sin ! Ah ! may I first in penance live, Rebuking self, then humbly strive
My brother's soul to win.
Jesus! who didst the multitude Twice nourish with miraculous food
Of soul and body both, Give me my daily bread, O Lord, Thy Flesh, Thyself, Incarnate Word!
Which feeds our heavenly growth.
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