Contenu
- Now I am thine, oh, let my soul adore thee
- Thou who bor'st our Savior Jesus
- Now wander, sweet Mary, oh wander nor fear
- Ye that hovering around these palm-trees
- Lead me, child, to Bethlehem!
- Ah, how fair that Infant's eyes
- Bowed with grief, oh Lord, behold me
- Soul, how wilt thou be sleeping!
- Lord, what doth the soil here bear
- On the Cross, Love, thou art bleeding