Songs of Sion Set for the ioy of gods deere ones, vvho sitt here by the brookes of this vvorlds Babel, & vveepe vvhen they thinke on Hierusalem vvhich is on highe. By W. L. [i.e. William Loe] |
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The sixt Song.
The spouse speakes.
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I charge ye o you soules of saincts,By roes, & hindes of loue,
Take heed hovve you doe vexe, & greeue
The spright of my svveete doue.
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Take heed you vvrong not his great name,with life soe leaud so vaine
And doe not dare to moue his ire
Who vvould saue you so fayne.
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Loe I doe call, & he doth heare,And sends to me his voice;
My moūts of sinnes, & hills of shame
Haue not so lovvd a noice.
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Noe roe, noe hind soe svvift cā rūneNor make such speede as he
When I doe call, or crie for him
He comes, he runnes to me.
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The spouse speakes.
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And though this vaile of my base fleshA full sight bares me fro,
Yet vvith mine eye of faith, I looke
On him that loues me soe.
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I see him as in a cleare glasse,I see him shine full bright;
Through grates of vvords, & gates of life
My soule of him hath sight.
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And novve me thinkes I heare him speakeAnd thus to me doth say
O church, o spouse lift vp thy head
O faire one come thy vvay.
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