XV. The Heavenly Lover

1 He dies, the heav'nly lover dies,
The tidings strike a doleful sound!
On my poor heart-strings, deep he lies,
In the cold caverns of the ground.

2 Come saints, and drop a tear or two,
On the dear bosom of your God;
He shed a thousand drops for you,
A thousand drops of richest blood!

3 Here's love and grief beyond degree,
The Lord of glory dies for men;
But lo! what sudden joys I see,
Jesus the dead, revives again!

4 The rising God forsakes his tomb,
Up to his father's court he flies;
Cherubic legions guard him home,
And shout him welcome to the skies.

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First Line: He dies, the heav'nly lover dies
Title: The Heavenly Lover
Language: English
Publication Date: 1802
Notes: Now Public Domain.
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