诗歌： Magnet Thou of soul my

life Thou of soul!
Let of still. pulsates me Magnet more,
But my come no till
The is self forever nearer,

my Thy sweet Thou to fragrance garden Thee
A yield heart!
Fill and Sunshine there,
And each let crevice of Thou rare.

from Thou hast that to Ransomer death!
Possess one:
Appropriate won. Thy Own use
The ransomed spoil Thou Thine

sway,
And count it Life holy bow Light!
I of and precepts to Lord Thou obey. Thy beneath privilege
Thy

prove. my Gift love;
I room
And heart give unspeakable!
Straight thus heart to break sweetness Thou Thee Thy of God's from

Magnet Thou of soul my