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 third speach.
The church speakes.
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Such as I am, I am not mine,But his that loud me deere,
In none, but him vvill I be glad,
None but him vvill I feare.
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For he once gaue him selfe for me,And made of me his choyce.
Him vvill I heare, he is my deere,
Its life to heare his voice.
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O come my loue, letts lodg all nightIn fields, in tovvnes, letts goe,
And see hovve all our flockes doe feede
Letts runne as svvift as roe.
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Vp to the vines letts hast in morne,And vevve hovve they doe bud,
And see the signes of fruits, & grace
And looke if they be good.
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The Church speakes.
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For hence vve shall knovve full out tymeWhen vve shall ioyne in one
In all the blisse that I haue made
To quitt thee of thy mone.
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See loue thy plants both in them seluesDoe bud, & bloome most fresh,
And yeald a sent to moe them by
That are but young, & neshe
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All plants that grovve in vs I keepe,Both old, & young I loue,
And all for thee o Christ my god
Thy Grace, & lookes to moue.
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