Neither lock nor firm-vaulted dungeon nor any
fetter on earth,
Stronghold nor sea nor bleak fastness restrains
them from their course.
O beloved truly chaste Christ to whom every eye
is clear,
May the grace of the seven-fold Spirit come to
keep them, to check them!
Rule this heart of mine, O dread God of the elements,
That Thou mayst be my love, that I may do Thy
will.
That I may reach Christ with His chosen companions,
that we may be together!
They are neither fickle nor inconstant—not as I am.
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