Occasional verse, moral and sacred Published for the instruction and amusement of the Candidly Serious and Religious [by Edward Perronet] |
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THE SOUND AND ODOUR.
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THE SOUND AND ODOUR.
Altered from HERBERT.
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How sweetly doth “my master” sound to me!More sweet than harp or harper's melody:
And to my taste more sweet than amber smell,
Or arab's spices—or what seers tell
Of sharon's rose—save that my master's He,
Who only can with sharon's rose agree.
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With these by day I hold him sweet converse,And thro' the night my sleeping dreams rehearse:
Or wakeful muse—while murmurs every thought,
Till by communion into vision brought,
His form I view—His matchless features trace,
And think I see the godhead in His face.
III
My fluttering heart awaits His blissful smile,To bless my labours, and accept my toil;
For labour's rest and toil for Him is ease,
When him alone, and not myself, I please:
Thus pleas'd we're both—each plight our mutual word,
He calls me “Servant”—as I call Him, “lord.”
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Yet ah! how short the service I can payOf His high worth! But this I'll do—I'll say,
‘master, I'm thine—and what more can I be;
‘If aught's beyond—this must depend on Thee:
‘To this I stand—do thou but say, “well done,”
‘And then we finish where we first begun!”
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