O Father, Son and Holy Spirit,
O my three Beloveds in one single love!
By mercy, may our union be so close, so close that it cannot be separated.
O my three Beloveds, I wish I had:
All the Angels’ adoration, to adore You,
All the Cherubs’ love, to love You,
All the praise of the Earth and of the Heaven to praise You,
And later on, to prostrate my heart before You, as long as I live,
To sing the glories of the three Guests who inhabit my poor and cold breast.
Everything praises the Creator; is it only me who doesn’t?
In the picture, the Jump's window.
sexta-feira, 10 de agosto de 2007
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