The Psalms of David ‎#I.LXXVII

I.LXXVII. Now in the Gall'ries of his Grace

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 every 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 makes 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
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1766
• Scripture:
  Song of Solomon 7:5-6
  ;
  Song of Solomon 7:9
  ;
  Song of Solomon 7:12-13
• Topic: Love of Christ in Words and Deeds; Song of Solomon paraphrased
• Notes: Now Public Domain.

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