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Honey Drops, or Christal Streams.
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Though I were even at Deaths dark vale | Pſal. 23. 4. |
It ſhall not terrifie. | |
His Wrath may for a Moment laſt, | Iſa. 54. 7, 8. |
to chaſten me for Sin, | |
Yea everlaſting Kindneſs, I, | |
and Favour hope to find. | |
Then I'll begin to baniſh Sin, | |
contemning worldly toyes: | |
With wings I'll fly and ſoar on high, | |
ſeeking for heavenly Joyes. |
Sight through a Glaſs and
Face to Face.
1I Love the windows of thy Grace |
Through which my Lord is ſeen, |
And long to meet my Saviour's Face, |
Without a Glaſs between. |
2Oh, that the happy Hour were come, |
To change my Faith to Sight! |
I ſhall behold my Lord at Home |
In a diviner Light. |
3Haſte, my beloved, aud remove |
theſe interpoſing Days; |
Then ſhall my Paſſions all be Love, |
all Pow'rs be Praiſe. |
F I N I S.