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The Song of the Bride

4.

From God comes on me a Glance of Joy,
While thou with thine All-charming Eye,
Most kindly me beholdest.
Lord Jesu dear, my precious Good,
Thy Word, thy Spirit, thy Body and Blood,
My Food thou nere with-holdest.
Take me
To thee,
Into thy Arms, [Beauty charms me]
Whose Love so warms, [Love alarms me]
And me Blesses.
I come to thy Caresses

5.

My Father, Hero of Might Divine,
Before all Worlds, in Grace Inclin'd,
Thou purpos'd to Refine me.
Thy Son to me Betroth'd has been;
My Royal Spouse, and I his Queen;
My Life of Heav'n within me.
Eja!
Eja!
'Tis Life of Heav'n, [All I wanted]
So freely giv'n, [Freely granted,]
And constantly.
My Soul Praise him incessantly.

6.

Force, force the Strings upon the Lyre,
And found our Joys in full tun'd Quire;
With Heav'ns sweet Notes Inspiring.
While I with Jesus, wondrous fair,
My Sacred Bridegroom, Sweetest Dear,
Lye in Love Flames Expiring.