Stanza | Poetry Source by First Line | |||
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1 |
Do not I love Thee, Oh my Lord? Behold my heart, and see, And turn each cursed idol out, That dares to rival Thee. |
Do not I love Thee, O my Lord?, Stanza 1 |
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2 |
Do not I love Thee from my soul? Then let me nothing love; Dead be my heart to ev'ry joy When Jesus cannot move. |
Do not I love Thee, O my Lord?, Stanza 2 |
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3 |
Thou know'st I love Thee, dearest Lord, But Oh I long to soar Far from the sphere of mortal joys, And learn to love Thee more. |
Do not I love Thee, O my Lord?, Stanza 7 |