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Yes, I Aspire!
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Yes, I mighty aspire
to Your wonderful Beauty!
Want to dance with You, laugh with You, fly!
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Like the eagle, to cross
Your most wondrous Creation,
in Love melting and kissing all by!
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In this our condition,
drowned in darkness, in morass,
our misery screams to the sky,
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For You never intended,
never meant, nor created,
us, Your children so loved, ever cry…
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Yes, I mighty aspire
to Your wonderful Beauty,
want to dance, want to laugh, fly with You,
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Like all eagles and falcons,
and all butterflies wondrous,
in Your Love melt and fill all sky blue!…
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