Love through me,
Love of God;
There is no love in
me.
O Fire of love,
light Thou the love
That burns
perpetually.
Flow through me,
Peace of God;
Calm River, flow
until
No wind can blow, no
current stir
A ripple of
self-will.
Shine through me,
Joy of God;
Make me like Thy
clear air
That Thou dost pour
Thy colors through,
As though it were
not there.
O blessed Love of
God,
That all may taste
and see
How good Thou art,
once more I pray:
Love through me—even
me.
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