XXX.
OO THOU of purer eyes than to beholdUncleanness! sift my soul, removing allStrange thoughts, imaginings fantastical,Iniquitous allurements manifold.Make it into a spiritual ark; abodeSeverely sacred, perfumed, sanctified,Wherein the Prince of Purities may abide—The holy and eternal Spirit of God.The gross, adhesive loathsomeness of sin,Give me to see. Yet, O far more, far more,That beautiful purity which the saints adoreIn a consummate Paradise withinThe Veil,—O Lord, upon my soul bestow,An earnest of that purity here below.
OO THOU of purer eyes than to beholdUncleanness! sift my soul, removing allStrange thoughts, imaginings fantastical,Iniquitous allurements manifold.Make it into a spiritual ark; abodeSeverely sacred, perfumed, sanctified,Wherein the Prince of Purities may abide—The holy and eternal Spirit of God.The gross, adhesive loathsomeness of sin,Give me to see. Yet, O far more, far more,That beautiful purity which the saints adoreIn a consummate Paradise withinThe Veil,—O Lord, upon my soul bestow,An earnest of that purity here below.
OO THOU of purer eyes than to beholdUncleanness! sift my soul, removing allStrange thoughts, imaginings fantastical,Iniquitous allurements manifold.Make it into a spiritual ark; abodeSeverely sacred, perfumed, sanctified,Wherein the Prince of Purities may abide—The holy and eternal Spirit of God.The gross, adhesive loathsomeness of sin,Give me to see. Yet, O far more, far more,That beautiful purity which the saints adoreIn a consummate Paradise withinThe Veil,—O Lord, upon my soul bestow,An earnest of that purity here below.
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