xlvi. The Spouse to the Younglinges.
The Argument.
The
Churche whiche euen nowe sought for her beloued &
could not fynde hym, beyng now required of the Younglynges
to shew where he is, doth not only know where for to
seke hym, but also where to fynde hym: and therfore maketh
answer to the Younglynges, syngyng.
My Beloued descended doune
In to his fruitful orcharde:
With his good gyftes his Churche to croune,
To kepe styl the same in sauegard.
He is goen to the beddes of spice,
The bokes whiche he is declarde in:
On them to feede whiche exercise
The scriptures, that are his gardin.
To fede hym selfe among his flocke,
It euermore his wyll is:
To plucke the flowers of Abrams stocke,
His clere clothed faythful lilies.
In my Loue I alone delyght,
Whiche maketh me so ioyfull:
And I am louely in his syght,
That feedeth among the faythfull.
