Light of the anxious heart,
Jesus, Thy suppliants cheer;
Bid Thou the gloom of guilt depart,
And shed Thy sweetness here.
O happy he whose breast
Thou makest Thine abode;
Sweet light that with the pure wilt rest,
For they shall see their God.
Brightness of God above,
Unfathomable grace,
Within our hearts implant Thy love,
And fix Thy dwelling-place.
To lowly minds revealed,
Our Savior we adore;
Like tribute to the Father yield,
And Spirit, evermore. Amen.
-Bernard of Clairvaux
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