The Works of the Reverend and Learned Isaac Watts, D. D. Containing, besides his Sermons, and Essays on miscellaneous subjects, several additional pieces, Selected from his Manuscripts by the Rev. Dr. Jennings, and the Rev. Dr. Doddridge, in 1753: to which are prefixed, memoirs of the life of the author, compiled by the Rev. George Burder. In six volumes |
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HYMN 75. (L. M.) The Description of Christ the Beloved, Sol. Song v. 9–12, 14–16. |
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HYMN 75. (L. M.) The Description of Christ the Beloved, Sol. Song v. 9–12, 14–16.
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The wondering world inquires to knowWhy I should love my Jesus so:
‘What are his charms,’ say they, ‘above
‘The objects of a mortal love?’
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Yes, my beloved, to my sight,Shews a sweet mixture, red and white:
All human beauties, all divine
In my beloved meet and shine.
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White is his soul, from blemish free;Red with the blood he shed for me;
The fairest of ten thousand fairs:
A sun amongst ten thousand stars.
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His head the finest gold excels,There wisdom in perfection dwells;
And glory like a crown adorns
Those temples once beset with thorns.
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Compassions in his heart are found,Hard by the signals of his wound;
His sacred side no more shall bear
The cruel scourge, the piercing spear.
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His hands are fairer to beholdThan diamonds set in rings of gold;
Those heavenly hands that on the tree
Were nail'd, and torn, and bled for me.
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Tho' once he bow'd his feeble knees,Loaded with sins and agonies,
Now on the throne of his command
His legs like marble pillars stand.
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His eyes are majesty and love,The eagle temper'd with the dove:
No more shall trickling sorrows roll
Thro' those dear windows of his soul.
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His mouth, that pour'd out long complaints,Now smiles and cheers his fainting saints:
His countenance more graceful is
Than Lebanon with all its trees.
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All over glorious is my Lord,Must be belov'd, and yet ador'd:
His worth if all the nations knew,
Sure the whole earth would love him too.
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