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O How happy should I be, if your love would once take Empire over my heart! Let not the fault be mine; for I de∣sire it, I seeke it, and offer my selfe wholly to you to beare the effects thereof. Grant then, Lord, grant speedily, that the power of your love may deeply wound my soule. In loving you nothing will be difficult, for me, in this world; for if love hath cloathed you (O good Ie∣sus) with our miseries, and loa∣den you with our sinnes; if love
hath fastned you on the Crosse, what will it not worke on me, if it raigne there and exercise his power? Then would it be that I should truly die unto my selfe, to live in you, that I should despise all things to love you alone, and that stimulated by this love, I should satisfie for my past crimes never more to com∣mit the like. But when will that blessed houre arrive, that I shall love nothing but you? It is high time, and I implore it of you; Be pleased then not to deny me this grace, (my good Iesus) since you refuse me not your owne life: deprive me of all things if you please, pro∣vided that I love you.