Spiritual Songs, or, Songs of Praise to Almighty God Upon several Occasions Together with The Song of Songs Which is Solomons. First Turn'd, then Paraphrased in English Verse. The Second Edition, Corrected, with an Addition of a Sacred Poem on Dives and Lazarus [by John Mason] |
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The PARAPHRASE. Chap VII.
Spiritual Songs, or, Songs of Praise to Almighty God Upon several Occasions | ||
The PARAPHRASE. Chap VII.
CHRIST.1
O Daughter of the mighty GodHow comely are thy Feet?
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Thy Carriage how discreet?
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Thou art both Fair and Fruitful too,Great Numbers thou dost Breed,
Which with good Meales, the Word, and Seals,
Thou Liberally dost Feed.
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The two Breasts of thy TestamentsMost Friendly do Accord,
Which Nourishment and Sweet Content
To New Born Babes afford.
The Cryes of a distressed Soul,
These Breasts of Comfort Still.
These Breasts make glad whom Sin makes Sad.
These Breasts the Hungry Fill.
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Thy Faith is thy Strong Fort and TowerThine Understanding clear.
Thy Judging and discerning Power
Informs when danger's near.
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Thy Christ, thy Head of EminenceAll others doth exceed.
Thy Christ, thy Head of Influence
Thy Grace doth keep and Feed.
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Their Graces freely Given,
The King walks in those Galleries
As in another Heaven.
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My Church who art most New, most Fair,How Dear art thou and Sweet,
In whom all Sweets Compacted are,
In whom all Graces meet?
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Under thy weight, thou FlourishestAs the Stout Palm-Tree doth.
My Church, the more thou art deprest
The greater is thy Growth.
The Breasts of thy two Testaments,
Like Clusters of the Vine,
Are full of Juice which for thy use
Yield Store of Heav'nly Wine.
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When I perceiv'd thy Soul to thrive,Like to a Fruitful Tree;
Then I drew near, that I might Chear,
And Joy my Self in thee.
Nor did I empty Handed come,
But Added to thy Store;
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Thy Graces Scented more.
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Thy Speech is like the Choicest Wine,So Lively and so strong;
It makes the Sinners Heart divine,
And Sanctifies his Tongue
The Church.
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My Dearest Lords AffectionI cannot but admire.
I am my Wel-beloveds own,
I am His Hearts desire.
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I gladly with my Lord Could talk,And Spend both Night and Day
Come Lord let us together walk.
Let us together Stay.
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Come, Let's go see what Fruits and FlowersAdorn thy Garden place,
Under the Sun shine and the Showers
Of dayes and meanes of Grace.
Could I but see thy Children Spring,
And in an happy Frame;
O how should I rejoyce and Sing,
And Love Thee for the same!
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Thy Saints their Services present,Which of Sweet Savour be.
Saints New and old within my Tent,
Are kept for Heav'n and Thee.
The PARAPHRASE. Chap VII.
Spiritual Songs, or, Songs of Praise to Almighty God Upon several Occasions | ||