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Now, a new creature, I in Christ am born, O let me die of Love!
— Jacopone da Todi
Now, a new creature, I in Christ am born, O let me die of Love!
The soul wills and yet does not will: Shaped nothingness, made one with the Lord.
Love, infusing with light all who share Your splendor, Unites it with the Incarnate One.
Love, where did You enter the heart unseen? Of your endlessly beautiful riches
In losing all, the soul has risen A loss and a gain impossible to describe.
To lose and to hold tightly, Of charity and truth.
There is no other action at those heights; Beyond its powers of perception.
Love beyond all telling, Glows in my heart.
Light beyond metaphor, Can never describe it.
I once thought that reason That that truth was flawed.
On achieving their desired end And is stripped of all it possessed, no matter how dear.
In God the spiritual faculties How this comes about it does not know.
