I.LXIX. Christ appearing to his church, and seeking here company

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, thro' the veil of flesh I see
With eyes of love he looks at me;
Now in the gospel's clearest glass
He shows 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 wint'ry 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 heav'nly 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.

Text Information
First Line: The voice of my beloved sounds
Title: Christ appearing to his church, and seeking here company
Meter: C. M.
Language: English
Publication Date: 1793
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