My love, my'dear, my darling thou
My treasure new, my gladness thou
My comely beauteous babe-son thou
Unworthy I to thend to thee
Haleluia
O dear the eye that softly looks
O dear the heart that fondly loves
Tho' but a tender babe thou art
The graces all grow up with these
Haleluia...
White sun of hope and light art thou
Of love the heart and eye art thou
Tho' but a tender babe, I bow
In heavenly rapture unto thee
Haleluia...
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