O fruitful garden, and yet never till’d!
Box
full of treasure, yet by no man fill’d!
O
thou which hast made Him that first made thee!
O
near of kin to all the Trinity!
O
palace, where the King of all, and more,
Went
in and out, yet never open’d door,
Whose
flesh is purer than another’s spirit,
Reach
Him our prayers, and reach us down His merit!
O
bread of life which swelld’st up without leaven!
O
bridge which join’st together earth and heaven!
Whose
eyes see me through these walls, and through glass,
And
through this flesh as through cypress pass.
Behold
a little heart made great by thee
Swelling,
yet shrinking at thy majesty.
O
dwell in it! for wheresoe’er thou go’st,
There
is the temple of the Holy Ghost.
--John Donne, To the Blessed Virgin Mary
So very beautiful!!! Thank you so much for sharing this!!! Many blessings to you!!!
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