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Your beauty reveals God’s tender heart.
Your perfection tells what He has done:
Alone in loneliness He makes you smart,
Living on earth God’s trust she has won.AA
God makes the sun path in the blue skies,
And a nice home for my love on earth,
She lives in my heart I in your cute eyes,
For me God does make your pretty birth.
You live on the earth like a bridegroom,
And is happy like a racer to run a race;
Your nice birth is as fresh as a red bloom,
The angels spread wings laying your pace.
In all things on earth my Fair’s beauty is seen,
Therefore I love O Sweet Lady since you wean.
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