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O that thou as my brother wert
Hymnal: The Psalms, Hymns and Spiritual Songs of the Old and New Testament, faithully translated into English metre #SSVIII (1758) Lyrics: The Church:
1 O that Thou as my brother wert,
sucking my mother's breasts!
I would Thee find abroad and kiss,
and none should me disgrace:
2 I'd lead Thee to my mother's house,
where skill she would me show:
spic'd wine of my pomgranate juice
to drink I'd make Thee too.
33 His soft left hand should underneath
my ravish'd neck intwine;
His right hand should around me bend,
as one most dearly mine.
4 O daughters of Jerusalem,
I charge you make no noise,
To wake or to disturb my Love,
till He shall please to rise.'
[Daughters of Jerusalem]
5 But who is this that comes up now
out of the wilderness,
Leaning on her Beloved one?
a pleasing sight is this!
Christ to the Church:
Thence, where thy mother thee did bear,
beneath the apple-tree,
Where she with pain had brought thee forth,
ev'n thence I raised thee.
The Church:
6 O set me then as a dear seal
upon thy very heart;
As a seal fix'd upon thine arm,
that we may never part!
For heav'nly love as strong as death;
and no relenting knows,
No more than the devouring grave;
like burning coals it glows:
7 It's flames are like the flames of JAH,
which many waters high
Can never quench, nor flowing floods
can drown, or e'r destroy.
And if the wealthiest man on earth
wou'd for thy love of me
Give all the substance of his house,
it quite despis'd shou'd be.
8 But we've a little sister fair,
whose breasts are not yet grown:
The day when su'd for she shall be,
what shall for her be done?
Christ:
9 Is she firm as a wall, we'll build
on her silver tow'r:
Or as an open door expos'd;
with cedar boards secure.
The Church:
10 Did He not see me like a wall?
my breasts as tow'rs to rise?
O then like one who favour found
appear'd I in his eyes!
11 A vineyard in a fruitful soil
had Solomon; and there
The vineyard leafed out to them
who vineyard-keepers were
Each one a thousand silverlings
for it's rare fruit repays.
12 My vineyard is before mine eyes
and in my view always.
Thy part, Solomon to Thee
a thousand justly bares;
And they who keep the fruit thereof
two hundred have for theirs.
13 O thou who in the gardens dwel'st!
they who companions are,
To thy delightful voice attend:
O cause Thou me to hear!
14 Make haste, O my Beloved one,
like a swift roe to me;
And like a fawn of harts upon
the spicy mountains be!
Scripture: Song of Solomon 8 Languages: English
O that thou as my brother wert
O that Thou as my brother wert
Hymnal: The Psalms Hymns and Spiritual Songs of the Old and New Testament, faithfully translated into English Metre #SVIII (1773) Lyrics: [The Church[
1 O that Thou as my brother wert,
sucking my mother's breasts!
I would Thee find abroad and kiss,
and none should me disgrace:
2 I'd lead Thee to my mother's house,
where skill she would me show:
spic'd wine of my pomgranate juice
to drink I'd make Thee too.
33 His soft left hand should underneath
my ravish'd neck intwine;
His right hand should around me bend,
as one most dearly mine.
4 O daughters of Jerusalem,
I charge you make no noise,
To wake or to disturb my Love,
till He shall please to rise.
[Daughters of Jerusalem]
5 But who is this that comes up now
out of the wilderness,
Leaning on her Beloved one?
a pleasing sight is this!
[Christ to the Church]
Thence, where thy mother thee did bear,
beneath the apple-tree,
Where she with pain had brought thee forth,
ev'n thence I raised thee.
[The Church]
6 O set me then as a dear seal
upon thy very heart;
As a seal fix'd upon thine arm,
that we may never part!
For heav'nly love as strong as death;
and no relenting knows,
No more than the devouring grave;
like burning coals it glows:
7 It's flames are like the flames of JAH,
which many waters high
Can never quench, nor flowing floods
can drown, or ev'r destroy.
And if the wealthiest man on earth
wou'd for thy love of me
Give all the substance of his house,
it quite despis'd shou'd be.
8 But we've a little sister fair,
whose breasts are not yet grown:
The day when su'd for she shall be,
what shall for her be done?
[Christ]
9 Is she firm as a wall, we'll build
on her silver tow'r:
Or as an open door expos'd;
with cedar boards secure.
[The Church]
10 Did He not see me like a wall?
my breasts as tow'rs to rise?
O then like one who favour found
appear'd I in his eyes!
11 A vineyard in a fruitful soil
had Solomon; and there
The vineyard leafed out to them
who vineyard-keepers were
Each one a thousand silverlings
for it's rare fruit repays.
12 My vineyard is before mine eyes
and in my view always.
Thy part, O Solomon, to Thee
a thousand justly bears;
And they who keep the fruit thereof
two hundred have for theirs.
13 O Thou who in the gardens dwel'st!
they who companions are,
To thy delightful voice attend:
O cause Thou me to hear!
14 Make haste, O my Beloved one,
like a swift roe to me;
And like a fawn of harts upon
the spicy mountains be! Scripture: Song of Solomon 8 Languages: English
O that Thou as my brother wert
The Song of Songs, which is Solomon's: Chap. VIII
Hymnal: The Psalms, Hymns, and Spiritual Songs of the Old and New-Testament #317 (1742) First Line: O that thou as my brother wert Lyrics: 1 O that thou as my brother wert,
Who suckt my mother's breast,
I would thee find without and kiss,
Yet none should me disgrace.
2 I'd lead thee to my mother's house
Where skill me would me show,
Spice wine of my pomegranates juice
I'd make thee drink also.
3 His left hand underneath my head,
His right should me embrace.
4 O daughters of Jerusalem,
I charge you till he please
Not to stir up, nor to awake
My well beloved one.
5 But who is this leans on her love,
That doth from desart come?
There where thy mother thee conceiv'd,
Under the apple tree;
Where she thee bear who brought thee forth
I there up-raised thee.
6 Me as a seal set on thy heart,
As on thine arm a seal:
For love is strong as death, as grave
Relentless is its zeal.
The coals thereof are coals of fire,
Most ardent is its flame.
7 Much waters cannot quench this love,
Nor can floods drown the same ;
If all the substance of his house
A man would give for love,
It ne'rtheless would utterly
A price contemned prove.
8 A little sister dear we have
And yet no breasts hath she:
What shall we for our sister do,
When ask'd for she shall be.
9 A silver tow'r we'll on her build,
If as a wail she be;
If as a door, then her inclose
With cedar boards will we.
10 I'm as a wall, like unto tow'rs
My breasts they are likewise;
Like unto one that favour found
Then was I in his eyes.
11 At Baal-hamon Solomon
A vineyard had and he
The vineyard hired out to them
That vineyard keepers be.
Each one a thousand silverlings
Was for its fruit to pay;
12 The vineyard that is mine, before
My presence is alway.
Thy part O Solomon unto
A thousand doth arise:
Those who do keep the fruit thereof,
Two hundred have likewise.
13 O thou that in the garden dwell'st
They that companions are,
Unto thy voice attending be:
Cause thou me it to hear.
14 Make haste, and be thou like a roe
My well beloved one;
Or be thou like a fawn of harts
The mounts of spices on.
Scripture: Song of Solomon 8 Languages: English
The Song of Songs, which is Solomon's: Chap. VIII
