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Lord, send  me  forth  to  do  Thy  will, But let  me  feel  Thee  present  still.

God speaks  to  us  through  every  holy  page Of uninspired  or  inspired  sage. O listen  humbly  to  each  counsel  given. As to  a  message  sent  to  you  from  Heaven.

Mother, now  I'll  say  my  beads. For my  soul  some  comfort  needs; And what  better  can  there  be Than  to  raise  my  thoughts  to  thee, Sweet Mother!

Jesus, my  heart's  sole  love,  my  heart's  sole  fear  Thou  art; My heart  to  Thee  I  give,  give  now  to  me  Thy  Heart.

Forgive me. Lord, forgive  me! 'Tis all  that  I  can  say. I love  Thee:  make  me  love  Thee More truly  day  by  day.

With all  my  heart  I  love  Thee  and  adore: Lord, make  me  love  Thee  more  and  more  and  more.