On you I recline
Holy Spirit divine,
Lest I forever pine.
In comfort I may lounge and dine;
Still all will not be fine.
Even in luxury, and enjoying man’s best wine,
My life will lack its shine.
Since apart from you, my soul is out of line.
Even if I, this world’s best combine.
To fulfil your purpose divine,
Lest I always whine.
My anchor, my vine,
My branches around you I entwine;
With this connection my life I define.
Since my mind you illumine,
I cannot help but opine,
About you, in ways hardly clandestine.
On you I recline,
Therefore I am; I am thine.
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