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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=409300" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Dedication</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">The Son of the living GOD, and the sacred <br>Virgin Mary.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I.<br>MY God ! Thou that didst die for me, <br>These Thy death's fruits I offer Thee ; <br>Death that to me was life and light, <br>But dark and deep pangs to Thy sight. <br>Some drops of Thy all-quick'ning blood <br>Fell on my heart ; those made it bud, <br>And put forth thus, though, Lord, before <br>The ground was curs'd, and void of store. <br>Indeed I had some here to hire <br>Which long resisted Thy desire, <br>That ston'd Thy servants, and did move <br>To have Thee murder'd for Thy love ; <br>But, Lord, I have expell'd them, and so bent, <br>Beg Thou wouldst take Thy tenant's rent. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">II.<br>Dear Lord, 'tis finished ! and now he <br>That copied it, presents it Thee. <br>'Twas thine first, and to Thee returns, <br>From Thee it shin'd, though here it burns. <br>If the Sun rise on rocks, is't right <br>To call it their inherent light ? <br>No, nor can I say, this is mine, <br>For, dearest Jesus, 'tis all Thine ; <br>As Thy clothes, when Thou with clothes wert clad, <br>Both light from Thee, and virtue had ; <br>And now,as then, within this place <br>Thou to poor rags dost still give grace. <br>This is the earnest Thy love sheds, <br>The candle shining on some heads, <br>Till at Thy charges they shall be <br>Cloth'd all with immortality. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">III.<br>My dear Redeemer, the world's light, <br>And life too, and my heart's delight ! <br>For all Thy mercies and Thy truth, <br>Show'd to me in my sinful youth, <br>For my sad failings and my wild <br>Murmurings at Thee, when most mild ; <br>For all my secret faults, and each <br>Frequent relapse and wilful breach, <br>For all designs meant against Thee <br>And ev'ry publish'd vanity, <br>Which Thou divinely hast forgiven, <br>While Thy blood wash'd me white as heaven ; <br>I nothing have to give to Thee, <br>But this Thy own gift, given to me. <br>Refuse it not ; for now Thy token <br>Can tell Thee where a heart is broken.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0">REVEL. CAP. I. VER. 5, 6, 7.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Unto him that loved us, and washed us from our <br>sins in His own blood. <br>And hath made us kings and priests unto God and <br>His Father ; to Him be glory and dominion, for ever <br>and ever. Amen. <br>Behold He cometh with clouds, and every eye shall <br>see Him, and they also which pierced Him ; and all <br>kindreds of the earth shall wail because of Him : even <br>so, Amen.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Henry+Vaughan">Henry Vaughan</a><div class=q>
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MY God ! Thou that didst die for me, 
These Thy death's fruits I offer Thee ; 
Death that to me was life and light, 
But dark and deep pangs to Thy sight. 
Some drops of Thy all-quick'nin..."></div>
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