2.
“I love them that love Me: and those that seek Me early shall find Me.”
I hear His voice: “Before the dawning day,
Lo, at thy door before the morning light
I knock; arise, My love,” I hear Him say,
“Arise, my love, my fair one, come away:
My locks are dripping with the dews of night,
My head is filled with dew. Come to My sight,
Open the door, together take our flight,
And in our own celestial gardens stray:
The fountains are unsealed, the south-winds blow,
And from their beds the breathing spices flow.
Come, let us see if tender grapes appear
Upon our vine, if summer yet be near.
Rise up and haste; for all the rest are gone:
My love, My undefilèd is but one.”
