O Captain of my heart
On Love’s Tree
You penetrate the Lie.
You, victorious in Death,
Descend, piercing the Earth
To ransom Adam’s seed.
Scale my stony ramparts;
Pull down vanity’s tower.
Besiege the Gates of Hell.
Trumpet Your holy rage.
As with thundering steed and burnished sword,
Capture, and hold fast, my soul.
Call “Beloved” Your desolate one;
Call “Espoused” she who mourns
Her innocence’s demise.
Circle me about with Promise.
Covenant me in Blood Sacrifice.
Ascend on high with wedded bride..
O, Love Divine, make me Thine!
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