The angels know --
and heaven, too--
I did not come
seeking you.
But wandering far
from you was found
and in strong cords
of love was bound.
You kissed my head,
you kissed my feet,
you sat me down
and bid me eat.
I supped on bread
and drank sweet wine,
and hunger ceased
for I was fed.
The angels know --
and heaven, too --
that all I have
has come from you.
The only thing
I have to give --
eternal thanks
each day I live.
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