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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=356073" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Jesus, Do I Love Thee?</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Jesus, do I love Thee?<br>Thou art far above me,<br>Seated out of sight<br>Hid in Heavenly Light<br>Of most highest height.<br>Martyred hosts implore Thee,<br>Seraphs fall before Thee,<br>Angels and Archangels,<br>Cherub throngs adore Thee;<br>Blessed She that bore Thee! <br>All the Saints approve Thee,<br>All the Virgins love Thee.<br>I show as a blot<br>Blood hath cleansed not,<br>As a barren spot<br>In Thy fruitful lot.<br>I, fig-tree fruit-unbearing;<br>Thou, righteous Judge unsparing:<br>What canst Thou do more to me<br>That shall not more undo me? <br>Thy Justice hath a sound—<br>Why cumbereth it the ground?<br>Thy Love with stirrings stronger<br>Pleads—Give it one year longer.<br>Thou giv'st me time: but who<br>Save Thou shall give me dew;<br>Shall feed my root with Blood,<br>And stir my sap for good?<br>Oh, by Thy Gifts that shame me,<br>Give more lest they condemn me: <br>Good Lord, I ask much of Thee,<br>But most I ask to love Thee;<br>Kind Lord, be mindful of me,<br>Love me, and make me love Thee.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Christina+Georgina+Rossetti">Christina Georgina Rossetti</a><div class=q>
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Thou art far above me,
Seated out of sight
Hid in Heavenly Light
Of most highest height.
Martyred hosts implore Thee,
Seraphs fall before Thee,
Angels and Archangels,
Cherub throngs adore Thee;
Blessed She that bore Thee! 
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