Hymns and Spiritual Songs, in Three Books ‎#I.LXXVII

I.LXXVII. The love of Christ to the church in his language to her, and provisions for her

1 Now in the gall'ries of his grace
Appears the King, and thus he says,
"How fair my saints are in my sight!
"My love! how pleasant for delight!"

2 Kind is thy language, sov'reign Lord,
There's heav'nly grace in ev'ry word!
From that dear mouth a stream divine
Flows sweeter than the choicest wine.

3 Such wond'rous love awakes the lip
Of saints that were almost asleep,
To speak the praises of thy name,
And make our cold affections flame.

4 These are the joys he lets us know,
In fields and villages below,
Gives us a relish of his love,
But keeps his noblest feast above.

5 In Paradise within the gates,
A higher entertainment waits:
Fruits new and old laid up in store,
Where we shall feed, but thirst no more.

Text Information

• First Line: Now in the gall'ries of his grace
• Title: The love of Christ to the church in his language to her, and provisions for her
• Meter: L. M.
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1793
• Scripture:
  Song of Solomon 7:5-6
  ;
  Song of Solomon 7:9
  ;
  Song of Solomon 7:12-13

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