“I do think the barsThat kept my spirit in are burst - that IAm sailing with thee through the dizzy sky!How beautiful thou art!”
“I am sailing with thee through the dizzy sky!How beautiful thou art!”
“Lo, thou, my Love, art fair;Myself have made thee so;Yea, thou art fair indeed,Wherefore thou shalt not needIn beauty to despair;For I accept thee so,For fair.[excerpt from "Christ to His Spouse"]”
“Thou art beautiful because God created thee, but thou art a slave to sin... wickedness has made you ugly.”
“My Son, take it not sadly to heart, if any think ill of thee, and say of thee what thou art unwilling to hear.”
“Thou art my father, thou my author, thou my being gav'st me; whom should I obey but thee, whom follow?”