HYMN 91. —He is altogether Lovely.
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The gracious Words that drop
From Christ's sweet Mouth so free,
Are sweeter than the sweetest Myrrh,
To all that do Love Thee.
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In short, This is the Man,
He's altogether Love;
Yea, altogether Lovely's he
To whom my Soul doth move!
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You Daughters this is he,
This my Beloved is?
No Tongue can tell, no Language can
Express that Love of his!
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The Drops that fill the Seas,
Go, count them every one?
Then join the number, if you please,
Of Stars till there is none?
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To these, the Sands, the Hairs,
And all things else in sight;
Hyperbolize Immensity,
And run to Infinite?
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This my Beloved is,
He is the total sum
Of all Perfections, and the Bliss
Of all that to him come.
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Then sing his Praise, and say,
Thou dost excell all Men;
Thou fairer art than ten Thousand;
Hallelujah. Amen.
