Oh, for a loud and powerful voice to
echo endlessly through my heart--Jesus,
Jesus. I would have my words and works show
to the world active faith and ardent hope.
Heavenly love dwells, like seed or a sign,
in the chosen soul who sees, listens to,
and understands Jesus, who allows His
courage to rouse the mind to knowledge, self-
chastisement, and unreserve. To call on
Him like this makes me strong and beautiful;
it becomes natural to long for Him.
Then for that last battle with my enemy
I'll be ready--armed with belief alone
my heart long accustomed to call on Him.
|An image of the Italian text from Visconti's 1840 edition|
V CXCI:351. From B S1:29:99. Translations: Harford 66; Roscoe 325. Key