Before the worlds were made the Father
chose
Sons and I love the Father since I was
Among His chosen ones. And now because
He chose me He has blessed me among
those
Whom He has chosen, since, as the wind
blows,
His Spirit reached me. Since the Father
draws
To Christ I love the Father, and He awes
My soul; all is though Christ who died
and rose.
But if I was selected in the past
And blessed here in the present, how
much rather
I love the Father since these joys will
last:
Among the saints whom He delights to
gather
Which all the counsel of His will
amassed
Eternally I'll say, “I love the
Father”.
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