Of all his labours! 'Tis the life of pleasures!
To see myself His friend!
Who all things finds conjoined in Him alone,
Sees and enjoys the Holy One.
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Sweet Infancy!
O fire of heaven! O sacred Light!
How fair and bright!
Of all his labours! 'Tis the life of pleasures!
To see myself His friend!
Who all things finds conjoined in Him alone,
Sees and enjoys the Holy One.
Sweet Infancy!
O fire of heaven! O sacred Light!
How fair and bright!