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 Touch   my    spirit  from  above. Make my  heart  with  thine accord: Make me  feel  as  thou  hast felt: Make my  soul  to  glow  and melt with the  love  of  Christ, my  Lord. Holy Mother! pierce me through. In my  heart  each  wound renew Of my  Saviour  crucified. Let me  share  with  thee His  pain, Who for  all  our  sins  was slain, Who for  me  in  torments died. Let me  mingle  tears  with thee, Mourning    Him  Who mourned  for  me, All the  days  that  I  may live. By the  cross  with  thee  to stay, There with  thee  to  weep and pray. Is all  I  ask  of  thee  to  give.