The second speach.
Christ speakes to his spouse.
1
Novve that my spouse hath toyld all night
And lokt, & longd for me
I charge you all that are my frends,
And looke to liue in glee.
2
Stirre her not vp, nor vvake my deere
With toyes, or tales of yore
But let her rest in peace, & ioy,
And vexe her novve noe more.
3
Oh vvho is this that comes so faire
From out the foule vvorlds lane,
And hath shakt of her slough of sinne
That vvould haue beene her bane
4
It is my Church, my chaire of state
Where I doe loue to be
It is my doue my stay my deere
It glads me her to see.
Christ speakes to his spouse.
5
That is so quitt from vvorld of woe,
From sinke of sinne, & shame,
She seekes to me for all her vvants
Shee trusts to my great name,
6
She smells as myrrh, & spice of cost
Gracd vvith my chaines of loue,
She is my spouse, no spott she hath,
She is my milke vvhit doue.
7
All faire, and full of grace most bright
She comes, she rūns to me
Come on my deere, make thou noe stay
Thy loue, thy life to see.