Teach Me, o Trinity
By the same Poet.
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each me, O Trinity,
All men sing praise to Thee,
Let me not backward be,
Teach me, O Trinity.
Come Thou and dwell with me,
Lord of the holy race;
Make here thy resting-place,
Hear me, O Trinity.
That I Thy love may prove,
Teach Thou my heart and hand,
Ever at Thy command
Swiftly to move.
Like to a rotting tree
Is this vile heart of me;
Let me Thy healing see,
Help me, O Trinity.
Sinful, beholding Thee;
Yet clean from theft and blood
My hands; O Son of God,
For Mary's love, answer me.
In my adversity
No great man stooped to me,
No good man pitied me,
God ope'd His heart to me.
Lied I, as others lie,
They deceived, so have I,
On others' lie I built my lie—
Will my God pass this by?
Truth art Thou, truth I crave,
If on a lie I rest, I'm lost;
My vow demands my uttermost;
Save, Trinity, O save!