Love's Magnificat

Praise God, who wrought for you and me

Your subtle body made for love;

God, who from all eternity

Willed our divided ways should move

Together, and our love should be.

I wandered all these years among

A world of women, seeking you.

Ah, when our fingers met and clung,

The pulses of our bodies knew

Each other: our hearts leapt and sung.

It was not any word of mine,

It was not any look of yours;

Only we knew, and knew for sign

Of Love that comes, Love that endures,

Our veins the chalice of his wine.

Because God willed for us and planned

One perfect love, excelling speech

To tell, or thought to understand,

He made our bodies each for each,

Then put your hand into my hand.