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42 When with his insight we are blest, Shall share his ecstasy; Oh, come the day when all shall sing As blithe a song as he!

Lord Christ, Thou art the King of Love, Thou art the Poet true; The men who would Thy vision share Must learn Thy works to do, All, all shall have the singing heart Whose feet Thy steps pursue!