F. C. Kolbe - Love's Violence lyrics

When first he came, angels 'mid heavenly glow, By sweet compulsion drawn to earth to sing, Made the clear welkin with their Gloria ring. Men wondering asked, "Why sing ye here below?" When from the mount they saw him upward go, His glad disciples stood a-marvelling, As if their souls they after him would fling, Angels in wonder asked, "Why gaze ye so?" Thus near His presence both in wonder are; But once we see our God, the mystery ends. Where the sun rises, there must be the morn. Where the Babe smiles, or where our King ascends, Thither all hearts are violently borne And, captive, follow Love's triumphal car.