letra de iii. saint ita's vision - samuel barber
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i will take nothing from my lord,” said she
“unless he gives me his son from heaven
in the form of a baby that i may nurse him”
so that christ came down to her
in the form of a baby and then she said:
“infant jesus, at my breast
nothing in this world is true
save, o tiny nursling, you
infant jesus at my breast
by my heart every night
you i nurse are not a churl
but were begot on mary the jewess
by heaven’s light
infant jesus at my breast
what king is there but you who could
give everlasting good?
wherefore i give my food
sing to him, maidens, sing your best!
there is none that has such right
to your song as heaven’s king
who every night
is infant jesus at my breast.”
at my breast
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