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1041.

[Ye daughters of Sion, declare]

I charge you, O daughters of Jerusalem, &c. —v. 8.

Ye daughters of Sion, declare
(When ye my Beloved have found)
My burden of sorrow and care,
My painful, incurable wound!

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Ah, tell Him, it cannot be heal'd,
Till Jesus appear from above;
I faint for His mercy reveal'd,
I die for a taste of His love!