O beauty ancient, O beauty so new Late I have loved Thee and feebly yet do. Though You were with me I was not with You. Then You shone Your fave and I was blind no more. My heart searches restlessly and finds no rest 'till it rest in Thee. O seeker You sought for me. Your love has found me; I am taken by Thee. I sought this world and chased it finer things, Yet were these not in You, theywould not have been. My ceaseless linging hid the deeper truth, In all my my disirings, I was desiring You. Lord in my deafness You cried out to me. I drew my breath and nowYour fragrance I breathe O Fount of Life; You are forever the same; O Fire of Love; come set me a flame.