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- Come to me, Beloved,
Babe of Bethlehem;
Lay aside thy sceptre,
And thy diadem.
- Bid all fear and doubting,
From my soul depart,
As I feel the beating
Of thy human heart.
- Look upon me sweetly
With thy human eyes;
With thy human finger,
Point me to the skies.
- Guide me, ever guide me,
With thy pierced hand,
Till I reach the borders
Of the pleasant land.
- Then, my own beloved,
Take me home to rest,
Whisper words of comfort;
Lay me on thy breast.
- By the quiet waters,
Sweetest Jesus, lead:
Mid the Virgin lilies
Purest Jesu, feed.
- Only thee, beloved,
Only thee I seek,
Thee, the man Christ Jesus,
Strength in flesh made weak.