« I call to remembrance—oh, how often!—that living water of which our Lord spoke to the
Samaritan woman. That Gospel has a great attraction for me; and, indeed, so it had even when I
was a little child, though I did not understand it then as I do now. I used to pray much to our Lord
for that living water; and I had always a picture of it, representing our Lord at the well, with this
inscription, “Domine, da mihi aquam.” (Life 30, 19)
Let nothing disturb thee,
Nothing affright thee;
All things are passing;
God never changeth;
Patient endurance
Attaineth to all things;
Who God possesseth
In nothing is wanting;
Alone God sufficeth.
A virtual choir of Carmelites sing Nada Te Turbe in honor of St. Teresa of Avila’s 500th birthday year.
My Beloved One is Mine
I gave myself to Love Divine,
And lo! my lot so changed is
That my Beloved One is mine
And I at last am surely His.
When the sweet Huntsman from above
First wounded me and left me prone,
Into the very arms of Love
My stricken soul forthwith was thrown.
Since then my life’s no more my own
And all my lot so changed
That my Beloved One is mine
And I at last am surely His.