O, Thou precious Lord Jesus Christ, we do adore Thee with all our hearts. Thou art Lord of all.
Answerest thou nothing? Behold how many things they witness against thee.
Who had deceived thee so often as thyself?
The hours I spend with you I look upon as sort of a perfumed garden, a dim twilight, and a fountain singing to it. You and you alone make me feel that I am alive. Other men it is said have seen angels, but I have seen thee and thou art enough.
Thou art not for the earth, nor for the Heaven the world is for thee, thou art not for the world.
Oh, if it be to choose and call thee mine, love, thou art every day my Valentine!
Many a sin has sullied me in body and in soul because I did not restrain my thoughts nor guard my lips: nevertheless it is to Thee, O God of majesty and love, that I turn in my extremity, for Thou art the fount of mercy; to Thee, as quickly as I may, I speed: for Thou alone canst heal me; I take refuge under Thy protection.
It behoves thee to love God wisely; and that may thou not do but if thou be wise.
Follow love and it will flee, flee love and it will follow thee.
Go, forget me - why should sorrow, O'er that brow a shadow fling? Go, forget me - and tomorrow, brightly smile and sweetly sing. Smile - though I shall not be near thee; Sing - though I shall never hear thee.
Forgive me, Spirit of my spirit, for this, that I have found it easier to read the mystery told in tears and understood Thee better in sorrow than in joy.
Ah! destructive Ignorance, what shall be done to chase thee out of the World!
There's not a wind but whispers of thy name; And not a flow'r that grows beneath the moon, But in its hues and fragrance tells a tale Of thee, my love.
Tell me thy company, and I'll tell thee what thou art.
The Siren waits thee, singing song for song.
As far as I'm concerned, if you want to find out about the last day of WWII or the roots of the Indian Mutiny, get thee to a books catalogue.
Mysterious love, uncertain treasure, hast thou more of pain or pleasure! Endless torments dwell about thee: Yet who would live, and live without thee!
Generally, I don't bother trying to keep up with prolific bands - but Thee Oh Sees demand it.
