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Let him embrace my Soul, and prove

Hymnal: PDIL1766 #I.LXVI (1766) Lyrics: 1 Let him embrace my Soul, and prove Mine Int'rest in his heav'nly Love; The Voice that tells me, Thou art mine, Exceeds the Blessings of the Vine. 2 On Thee th' anointing Spirit came, And spreads the Savour of thy Name; That Oil of Gladness and of Grace, Draws Virgin Souls to meet thy Face. 3 Jesus, allure me by thy Charms, My Soul shall fly into thine Arms! Our wand'ring Feet, our Favours bring To the fair Chambers of the King. [4 Wonder and Pleasure tunes our Voice, To speak thy Praises and our Joys; Our Mem'ry keeps this Love of thine Beyond the Taste of richest Wine.] 5 Though in ourselves deform'd we are, And black as Kedar Tents appear, Yet when we put thy Beauties on, Fair as the Courts of Solomon. [6 While at his Table sits the King, He loves to see us smile and sing: Our Graces are our best Perfume, And breathe like Spikenard round the Room.] 7 As Myrrh new bleeding from the Tree, Such is a dying Christ to me; And while he makes my Soul his Guest, My Bosom, Lord, shall be thy Rest. [8 No Beams of Cedar, or of Fir, Can with thy Courts on Earth compare; And here we wait until thy Love Raise us to nobler Seats above.] Topics: Communion between Christ and the Church; Church Conversing with Christ viz. seeking, finding, calling, answering; Lord Jesus at his own Table; Presence of Christ in Worship; Song of Solomon paraphrased Scripture: Song of Solomon 1:2-5 Languages: English

Thou, whom my Soul admires above

Hymnal: PDIL1766 #I.LXVII (1766) Lyrics: 1 Thou, whom my Soul admires above All earthly joy, and earthly Love, Tell me, dear Shepherd, let me know Where doth thy sweetest Pasture grow? 2 Where is the Shadow of that Rock, That from the Sun defends thy Flock? Fain would I feed among thy Sheep, Among them rest, among them sleep. 3 Why should thy Bride appear like one That turns aside to Paths unknown? My constant Feet would never rove, Would never seek another Love. [4 The Footsteps of thy Flock I see; Thy sweetest Pastures here they be; A wond'rous Feast thy Love prepares, Bought with thy Wounds, & Groans & Tears. 5 His dearest Flesh he makes my Food, And bids me drink his richest Blood: Here to these Hills my Soul will come, Till my Beloved lead me home. Topics: Christ Communion with Him and Saints; Church Conversing with Christ viz. seeking, finding, calling, answering; Spiritual Food; Seeking after Christ; Shepherd, Christ and His Pastures; Song of Solomon paraphrased Scripture: Song of Solomon 1:7 Languages: English

Behold the Rose of Sharon here

Hymnal: PDIL1766 #I.LXVIII (1766) Lyrics: 1 Behold the Rose of Sharon here, The Lillies which the Vallies bear; Behold the Tree of Life that gives Refreshing Fruit and healing Leaves. 2 Amongst the Thorns so Lilies shine; Amongst wild Gourds the noble Vine, So in mine Eyes my Saviour proves, Amidst a Thousand meaner Loves. 3 Beneath his cooling Shade I sat, To shield me from the burning Heat; Of heav'nly Fruit he spreads a Feast, To feed my Eyes, and please my Taste. [4 Kindly he brought me to the Place Where stands the Banquet of his Grace; He saw me faint, and o'er my Head The Banner of his Love he spread. 5 With living Bread, and gen'rous Wine, He cheers this sinking Heart of mine; And op'ning his own Heart to me, He shows his Thoughts how kind they be.] 6 O never let my Lord depart, Lie down, and rest upon my Heart; I charge my Sins not once to move, Nor stir, nor wake, nor grieve my Love. Topics: Christ Communion with Him; Church Conversing with Christ viz. seeking, finding, calling, answering; Feast of Love; Communion between Christ and the Church; Spiritual Food; Love Its Banquet; Song of Solomon paraphrased Scripture: Song of Solomon 2:2-7 Languages: English

The Voice of my Beloved sounds

Hymnal: PDIL1766 #I.LXIX (1766) Lyrics: 1 The Voice of my Beloved sounds, Over the Rocks and rising Grounds; O'er Hills of Guilt and Seas of Grief, He leaps, he flies to my Relief. 2 Now through the Vsle of Flesh I see With Eyes of Love he looks at me; Now in the Gospel's clearest Glass He shews the Beauties of his Face. 3 Gently He draws my Heart along, Both with his Beauties and his Tongue; Rise, saith my Lord, make haste away, No mortal Joys are worth thy Stay. 4 The Jewish win'try State is gone, The Mists are fled, the Spring comes on, The sacred Turtle Dove we hear Proclaim the new, the joyful Year. 5 "Th' immortal Vine of heavenly Root Blossoms, and buds, and gives her Fruit, Lo, we are come to taste the Wine; Our Souls rejoice, and bless the Vine. 6 And when we hear our Jesus say, Rise up, my Love, make haste away! Our Hearts would fain out-fly the Wind, And leave all earthly Loves behind. Topics: Christ Communion with Him; Church Conversing with Christ viz. seeking, finding, calling, answering; Song of Solomon paraphrased Scripture: Song of Solomon 2:8-13 Languages: English

Hark! the Redeemer, from on high

Hymnal: PDIL1766 #I.LXX (1766) Lyrics: [1 Hark! the Redeemer, from on high Sweetly invites his Fav'rites nigh; From Caves of Darkness and of Doubt, He gently speaks and calls us out. 2 My Dove, who hidest in the Rock, Thine Heart almost with Sorrow broke, Lift up thy Face, forget thy Fear, And let thy Voice delight mine Ear. 3 Thy Voice to me sounds ever sweet, My Graces in thy Count'nance meet; Though the vain World thy Face despise, 'Tis bright and comely in mine Eyes.] [4 Dear Lord, our thankful Heart receives The Hope thine Invitation gives; To thee our joyful Lips shall raise The Voice of Prayer and of Praise.] [5 I am my LOVE's, and he is mine; Our Hearts, our Hopes, our Passions join; Nor let a Motion, nor a Word, Nor Thought, arise to grieve my Lord. 6 My Soul to Pastures fair he leads, Amongst the Lilies where he feeds; Amongst the Saints (whose Robes are white, Wash'd in his Blood) is his delight. 7 'Till the Day break, and Shadows flee, 'Till the sweet dawning Light I see, Thine Eyes to me-ward often turn, Nor let my Soul in Darkness mourn. 8 Be like a Hart on Mountains green, Leap o'er the Hills of Fear and Sin; Nor Guilt, nor Unbelief divide My Love, my Saviour, from my Side.] Topics: Christ Communion with Him; Church Conversing with Christ viz. seeking, finding, calling, answering; Communion between Christ and the Church; Invitation of Christ answered; Song of Solomon paraphrased Scripture: Song of Solomon 2:14-17 Languages: English

Often I seek my Lord by Night

Hymnal: PDIL1766 #I.LXXI (1766) Lyrics: 1 Often I seek my Lord by Night, Jesus, my Love, my Soul's Delight; With warm Desire and restless Thought, I seek him oft, but find him not. 2 Then I arise, and search the Street, Till I my Lord, my Saviour meet; I ask the Watchmen of the Night, Where did you see my Soul's Delight? 3 Sometimes I find him in my Way, Directed by a heav'nly Ray; I leap for Joy to see his Face, And hold him fast in my Embrace. [4 I bring him to my Mother's Home, Nor does my Lord refuse to come To Sion's sacred Chambers, where My Soul first drew the vital Air. 5 He gives me there his bleeding Heart, Pierc'd for my sake with deadly Smart; I give my Soul to him, and there Our Loves their mutual Tokens share.] 6 I charge you, all ye earthly Toys, Approach not to disturb my Joys; Nor Sin, nor Hell, come near my Heart, Nor cause my Saviour to depart. Topics: Christ Communion with Him; Church Conversing with Christ viz. seeking, finding, calling, answering; Christ found and brought to the Church; Communion between Christ and the Church; Seeking after Christ; Song of Solomon paraphrased Scripture: Song of Solomon 3:1-5 Languages: English

Daughters of Sion, come, behold

Hymnal: PDIL1766 #I.LXXII (1766) Lyrics: 1 Daughters of Sion, come, behold The Crown of Honour and of Gold Which the glad Church, with Joys unknown, Plac'd on the Head of Solomon. 2 Jesus, thou everlasting King, Accept the Tribute which we bring; Accept the well-deserv'd Renown, And wear our Praises as thy Crown. 3 Let every Act of Worship be Like our Espousals, Lord, for Thee; Like the dear Hour when from above, We first receiv'd thy Pledge of Love. 4 The Gladness of that happy Day! Our Hearts would wish it long to stay; Nor let our Faith forsake its Hold, Nor Comfort sink, nor Love grow cold. 5 Each following Minute, as it flies, Increase thy Praise, improve our Joys, Till we are rais'd to sing thy Name At the great Supper of the Lamb. 6 O that the Months would roll away, And bring that Coronation Day! The King of Grace shall fill the Throne, With all his Father's Glories on. Topics: Christ His Coronations and Espousals; Espousals of the Church to Christ; Lord's Day; Song of Solomon paraphrased Scripture: Song of Solomon 3:2 Languages: English

Kind is the Speech of Christ our Lord

Hymnal: PDIL1766 #I.LXXIII (1766) Lyrics: 1 Kind is the Speech of Christ our Lord, Affection sounds in ev'ry Word: Lo, thou art fair, my Love, he cries, Not the young Doves have sweeter Eyes. [2 Sweet are thy Lips, thy pleasing Voice Salutes mine Ear with secret Joys; No Spice so much delights the Smell, Nor Milk nor Honey tastes so well. 3 Thou art all fair, my Bride, to me, I will behold no Spot in thee. What mighty Wonders Love performs, And puts a Comeliness on Worms! 4 Defil'd and loathsome as we are, He makes us white, and calls us fair; Adorns us with that heav'nly Dress, His Graces and his Righteousness. 5 My Sister and my Spouse, he cries, Bound to my Heart by various Ties, Thy pow'rful Love my Heart detains In strong Delight and pleasing Chains. 6 He calls me from the Leopard's Den, From this wild World of Beasts and Men, To Sion, where his Glories are; Not Lebanon is half so fair. 7 Nor Dens of Prey, nor flow'ry Plains, Nor earthly Joys, nor earthly Pains, Shall hold my Feet, or force my Stay, When Christ invites my Soul away. Topics: Beauty of the Church in the Eyes of Christ; Song of Solomon paraphrased Scripture: Song of Solomon 4:1 Languages: English

We are a Garden wall'd around

Hymnal: PDIL1766 #I.LXXIV (1766) Lyrics: 1 We are a Garden wall'd around, Chosen and made peculiar Ground; A little Spot, enclos'd by Grace Out of the World's wide Wilderness. 2 Like Trees of Myrrh and Spice we stand, Planted by God the Father's Hand; And all his Springs in Sion flow, To make the young Plantation grow. 3 Awake, O, heav'nly Wind, and come, Blow on this Garden of Perfume; Spirit Divine! descend and breathe A gracious Gale on Plants beneath. 4 Make our best Spices flow abroad To entertain our Saviour God; And Faith, and Love, and Joy appear, And ev'ry Grace be active here. [5 Let my beloved come and taste His pleasant Fruits at his own Feast, I come, my Spouse, I come, he cries, With Love and Pleasure in his Eyes. 6 Our Lord into his Garden comes, Well pleas'd to smell our poor Perfumes, And calls us to a Feast divine, Sweeter than Honey, Milk, or Wine. 7 Eat of the Tree of Life, my Friends, The Blessings that my Father sends; Your Taste shall all my Dainties prove, And drink abundance of my Love. 8 Jesus, we will frequent thy Board, And sing the Bounties of our Lord; But the rich Food on which we live, Demands more Praise than Tongues can give. Topics: Spiritual Food; Garden of Christ is the Church; Song of Solomon paraphrased; Spirit breathed after Scripture: Song of Solomon 4:12-15 Languages: English

The wond'ring World enquires to know

Hymnal: PDIL1766 #I.LXXV (1766) Lyrics: 1 The wond'ring World enquires to know Why I should love my Jesus so: What are his Charms, say they, above The Objects of a mortal Love? 2 Yes, my Beloved, to my Sight Shews a sweet Mixture, Red and White, All human Beauties, all Divine, In my Beloved meet and shine. 3 White is his Soul, from Blemish free; Red with the Blood he shed for me; The fairest of Ten Thousand Fairs; A Sun amongst Ten Thousand Stars. [4 His Head the finest Gold excels, There Wisdom in Perfection dwells; And Glory like a Crown adorns Those Temples once beset with Thorns. 5 Compassions in his Heart are found, Hard by the Signals of his Wound; His sacred Side no more shall bear The cruel Scourge, the piercing Spear. [6 His hands are fairer to behold, Than Diamonds set in Rings of Gold; Those heav'nly Hands that on the Tree Were nail'd, and torn, and bled for me. 7 Though once he bow'd his feeble Knees, Loaded with Sins and Agonies, Now on the Throne of his Command His Legs like Marble Pillars stand.] [8 His Eyes are Majesty and Love, The Eagle temper'd with the Dove; No more shall trickling Sorrows roll Through those dear Windows of his Soul. 9 His Mouth, that pour'd out long Complaints, Now smiles, and cheers his fainting Saints His Countenance more graceful is Than Lebanon with all its Trees. 10 All over glorious is my Lord, Must be belov'd, and yet ador'd; His Worth if all the Nations knew, Sure the whole Earth would love him too. Topics: Christ Beloved described; Christ His Person glorious and gracious; Sight of Christ beatific; Song of Solomon paraphrased Scripture: Song of Solomon 5:9-16 Languages: English