# Lyra Davidica/Jesus All in All

Jesus All in All. Mein hertzens Jesu meine Lust.
Sweet Iesus who my wish fulfills, In whom my soul reposes, My lips lye on thy breasts those hills, of lilies and of roses. My mouth for thee's preparing praise, w$^{ch}$ while thy goodness thus displayes, so many sweets incloses.
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MY Heart is ravish'd and for thee In Flames of Love is burning. It springs, it sings in Jubile When ever thou'rt Returning. As oft in Love it Kisses Darts. To thee the All of Pious Hearts By Faith with thee Sojourning.
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Light of my Soul, in thy bright Rays Alone I stand beholding, Those Beauties, with uncover'd Face Which quicken me Unfolding. O take my Heart, and fill it quite, My Glory, with thy Glory Bright; Fast-lock'd for ever holding.
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Thy Self Lord art my Way to Heav'n, The Key of the Creation Who finds thee has his Pasport given To Lifes Eternal Station. Ah dearest Saviour, ne'er let me Expect a Heav'n divest of thee, Of Man's Imagination.
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Thou art the Truth, and that alone My Intellectual Prize is. Without thee Words and Husks are shown, Thou all Things Realizes. O make my Heart entirely free To be Devout alone to thee, Where its true Paradise is.
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Thou art my Life, its flowing Powers, Thro' every Part dispersing; Thy Spirit with its Vital Showers Both Soul and Body pierciug. So let me be all Life and Spirit, My Jesu, allways thee Inherit; No Power the Grant Reversing.
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Thou art my Food, and Heavenly Feast, The Father's best Donation Which gives, when Hungry and Distrest, Full Strength and Consolation, Blest Manna! traught with Life and Pow'r, Let Husks which this Worlds Swine devour Be ne'er my Delectation.
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Thou art my Drink, and Sacred Wine Most pleasant to my Tasting. Who Tasts must wish the Draught Divine Of sweetness Everlasting. Thou Well-spring of my panting Heart, Thy Milk and Honied Streams impart, Richly for my Repasting.
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Thou art the Mode wherein I Dress; My Gem, and costly Tiring. Who cloaths me with thy Righteousness, The Silk to my Admiring. Let me be from the Vanity Of this Worlds pompous Gandery, As Rags of Shame, Retiring.
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Thou art my Castle, and my Fence; Where safely I repose me. No Enemy can drive me thence; No Heat can discompose me. ​Ah! Sweetest Jesu, here let me Be still securely kept in thee; And thy strong Arm inclose me.
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Thou art my Shepherd faithful, true, To fruitful Pastures lending. Thy Call of Grace my way did shew, When far from thee receding. Ah! now take Care of me thy Sheep, That Satan's Power, nor cunning Deep May Bias my sure treading.
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Thou art my Bridegroom whose Love chain Shall ever fast inclose me. My true High-priest, and my Lamb slain; The way to Life that shows me. Thou art my King, that dost Reign o'er, ' And save me by Almighty Power, When Enemies oppose me.
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Thou art my true and dearest Friend, Within my Heart abiding. My Brother sweet, my Mother kind, In Care for me providing. Physician, and Medecin, And watchful Nurse, that keeps me in, And holds me up when sliding.
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Thou art my Valiant Hero, In time of War's assailing. In Fight my Armour, Shield, and Bow. In Sorrow, Joy prevailing. In Storms my Ship, and Anchor sure, Compass, and Heavenly Load-stone pure, In Conduct never failing.
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Thou art my Light and Guiding Star When Night and Shades surround me. My Wealth in time of Pinching Care. My Hight, when Deeps confound me. In Bitterness my Honey sweet, My Roof, and Shelter where I fit, When Tempests fall around me.
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Thou art my lovely Garden where I find sweet Calm and Pleasure. Thou art my Flower most charming Fair; My Ornament and Treasure. My Rose i'th' Valley of the Cross, Refreshing me when oft with Loss Thorns interrupt my Leisure.
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Thou art my Comfort when distrest; When freed me joyful making, My daily Care in which I'm blest. My Thought when I'm Awaking. In Sleep my Dream, and sweet Repose; The Curtain which I interpose In Bed, the World forsaking.
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And to what else most Beautiful, My Love, shall I compare thee. I'll call thee my Desire in full; And my One-All declare Thee. For what I want thou art to me, Oh! let my Heart then constantly In Heavenly Flames Insphear Thee.
* ↑ Or thus, While thy Grace it self displays.
* ↑ Thou art the Substance of all the Shadows, here in Inferiour Nature: The Ground and Support of all Things.