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Rh O sweetest dart of love divine!
 * If I have sinned, then vengeance take:

Come, pierce this guilty heart of mine,
 * And let it die for his dear sake

Who once expired on Calvary,
 * His heart pierced through for love of me.

My dearest good! who dost so bind
 * My heart with countless chains to Thee!

O sweetest love, my soul shall find
 * In Thy dear bonds true liberty,

Thyself Thou hast bestowed on me,
 * Thine, Thine forever I will be!

Beloved Lord! in heaven above,—
 * There, Jesus, Thou awaitest me

To gaze on Thee with changeless love.
 * Yes, thus I hope,—thus shall it be:

For how can he deny me heaven,
 * Who here on earth himself hath given?