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 fift speach.
Christ speakes still.
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O novve my loue I haue thee sought,And brought thee frō the lands
I haue the led in bands of grace
From out the curse, & bands.
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To me from all parts of the earthI vvill the giude, & call,
& quite thou shalt be frō the bands
Of them that did thee thrall.
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Who once did vexe, & greeue thee soreIn bane, in bloud, in vvoe,
But I vvill set thee safe from them,
And rid thee from thy foe.
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For thou my hart hast caught with loueOne cast of thy faire eie
Of faith I meane doth vvound my hart
which made me faint, & die
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Christ speakes still.
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All svveets the vvorld can yeald to meAre banes to thy svveet smell,
Thou art my spouse, in life, & death
The graue shall not thee quell.
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The vvords vvhich from thy lipps doe droppeWhen thou dost pray, or praise.
Are farre more svveet to me then svveets
That sunne doth see by dayes
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Thou art a spring to me shutt vpA vvell seald by my ring,
Frō vvhēce doth flowe pure streams of loue
To me thy lord, & king.
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