Victory

MARY SELENE BARTHOLOMEW

I Give to God this will of mine;
And in exchange His will divine
Decrees, as to His only Son,
Reward for well-fought battles won.

I sever all the earthly bands,
And toward the Light I stretch my hands;
More love to thee, O Christ, I claim,
More strength to work in thy dear name.

And as I gaze from that fair height,
Lighted by meekness and by might,
I rise above the storm and strife,
And lo! find heaven and joy-filled life.

Now sings my heart: O glorious day!
Rejoice, rejoice, the self of clay
Does not exist! I look above,
And find real self in living Love.

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