The Rapture

Sweet Infancy!

O heavenly fire! O sacred Light!

How fair and bright!

How great am I

Whom the whole world doth magnify!

O heavenly Joy!

O great and sacred brightness

Which I possess!

Sao great a joy

Who did into my arms convey?

From God above

Being sent, the gift doth me inflame,

To praise his name.

The stars do move,

The sun doth shine, to show his love.

O how divine

Am I! To all this sacred wealth

This life and health

Who raised? Who mine

Did make the same? What hand divine!