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 * Delightful Christ,
 * Thou which art
 * My pleasure,
 * Thou art the joy of my heart,
 * I bear Thee in my bosom,
 * Oh thou beautiful light of heaven.
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 * Thou hast Thyself,
 * Yea, for me,
 * Let be crucified.
 * And Thy rose-colored blood,
 * Is my soul's consolation,
 * When it strives in greatest needs.
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 * Thus, treasure.
 * Let me find
 * Room with Thee,
 * As Thou hast redemption free,
 * E'en for me, Thy child, prepared
 * And paid the debt for all my sins.
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 * Say'st Thou not
 * Thy countenance
 * Beholds the poor?
 * Just as doth a father,
 * Over his molested lot,
 * Look betimes in pity.
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 * I can't conceive
 * That only Thy tongue
 * Spoke to him forgiveness
 * Who repentance felt within the temple,
 * And in sorrow smote his breast.
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 * Let me find
 * Room with Thee,
 * As Thou hast redemption free,
 * E'en for me, Thy child, prepared
 * And paid the debt for all my sins.
 * align="center"|4.
 * Say'st Thou not
 * Thy countenance
 * Beholds the poor?
 * Just as doth a father,
 * Over his molested lot,
 * Look betimes in pity.
 * align="center"|5.
 * I can't conceive
 * That only Thy tongue
 * Spoke to him forgiveness
 * Who repentance felt within the temple,
 * And in sorrow smote his breast.
 * }
 * Beholds the poor?
 * Just as doth a father,
 * Over his molested lot,
 * Look betimes in pity.
 * align="center"|5.
 * I can't conceive
 * That only Thy tongue
 * Spoke to him forgiveness
 * Who repentance felt within the temple,
 * And in sorrow smote his breast.
 * }
 * I can't conceive
 * That only Thy tongue
 * Spoke to him forgiveness
 * Who repentance felt within the temple,
 * And in sorrow smote his breast.
 * }
 * Who repentance felt within the temple,
 * And in sorrow smote his breast.
 * }
 * And in sorrow smote his breast.
 * }
 * }
 * }