REPOSE IN GOD

BY:  MADAME JEANNE GUYON

 

Blest! who, far from all mankind

This world’s shadows left behind,

Hears from heaven a gentle strain

Whispering love, and loves again.

 

Blest! who, free from self-esteem,

Dives into the great Supreme.

All desire beside discards,

Joys inferior none regards.

 

Blest! who in thy bosom seeks

Rest that nothing earthly breaks,

Dead to self and worldly things,

Lost in thee, thou King of kings!

 

Ye that know my secret fire,

Softly speak and soon retire;

Favour my divine repose,

Spare the sleep a God bestows.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

REPOSE IN GOD [Madame Jeanne Guyon] ~ POEM          1

 

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