32 The Soull in an Extasy of Admiration, at the Beauty of Christ, and the Sweetnese, of Communion with Him -
The soull in an extasy of admiration, at the
beauty of Christ, and the sweetnese, of
communion with him.
Oh come and see, oh come, and see,
The beauty of the Lord
And you will find itt for to bee
Far, beyound all report.
Behold him in the beauty of
His person, cov'nant, grace
And this will make thee burn in love
And long to see his face.
Oh come, & tast, oh come, and tast
How good and sweet he is
And thou wilt find, a blessed feast
Neer kin, to heavens blise.
Oh come, and hear, oh come, & hear
And then your soull shall live
To this deer Jesus, draw thou neer
He will, thy sins forgive.
Oh come and smell, oh come and smell
The sweet perfumes of love
And thou wilt wish to wade through hell
To bee with god above.
Oh come and walk, oh come and walk
In this delightfull feild
Thou wilt find it no Idle talk
The pleasure that t'will yeeld.
His wayes, ar waies of plesentnese
And all his paithes, ar peace
Come try, & then thou wilt confese
Here grows, the true harts ease.
If some by drops, be so sweet here
What is the fountain head
What is that sweet, & better Chear
I shall have when hence fled.
Oh what a blessed life is this
In the borders to dwell
Of Canaans land, the land of blise
And drink fresh, from the well.
Communion with god for one day
Is better then rich treasures
To love, to serve, & to obey
Doth yeeld the sweetest pleasures.
I challeng men, devils, and hell
With the infernall rout
To tell me where, such pleasures dwell
And let them, search, them out.
Oh who will help me for to praise
This Jesus lifted high
Oh that I could his praises raise
Above the earth, and sky.
I cant but wondring, stand, and maize
At that which I now see
Oh men, & angels, stand and gaze
At Christs love, which runs free.
If one small bunch, of Canaans Graps
Bee soe sweet to thy tast
What will it bee to presse full heaps
At the Lambs, mariage feast.
Oh that thou wouldst enlarg, and fill
My soull still more, and more
Till I shall climb up Zion hill
To praise, & to adore,
Oh that thou woudst throw down apace
This earthly house, for mee
For till thou doe it quite down raze
I cant, come live with thee.
beauty of Christ, and the sweetnese, of
communion with him.
Oh come and see, oh come, and see,
The beauty of the Lord
And you will find itt for to bee
Far, beyound all report.
Behold him in the beauty of
His person, cov'nant, grace
And this will make thee burn in love
And long to see his face.
Oh come, & tast, oh come, and tast
How good and sweet he is
And thou wilt find, a blessed feast
Neer kin, to heavens blise.
Oh come, and hear, oh come, & hear
And then your soull shall live
To this deer Jesus, draw thou neer
He will, thy sins forgive.
Oh come and smell, oh come and smell
The sweet perfumes of love
And thou wilt wish to wade through hell
To bee with god above.
Oh come and walk, oh come and walk
In this delightfull feild
Thou wilt find it no Idle talk
The pleasure that t'will yeeld.
His wayes, ar waies of plesentnese
And all his paithes, ar peace
Come try, & then thou wilt confese
Here grows, the true harts ease.
If some by drops, be so sweet here
What is the fountain head
What is that sweet, & better Chear
I shall have when hence fled.
Oh what a blessed life is this
In the borders to dwell
Of Canaans land, the land of blise
And drink fresh, from the well.
Communion with god for one day
Is better then rich treasures
To love, to serve, & to obey
Doth yeeld the sweetest pleasures.
I challeng men, devils, and hell
With the infernall rout
To tell me where, such pleasures dwell
And let them, search, them out.
Oh who will help me for to praise
This Jesus lifted high
Oh that I could his praises raise
Above the earth, and sky.
I cant but wondring, stand, and maize
At that which I now see
Oh men, & angels, stand and gaze
At Christs love, which runs free.
If one small bunch, of Canaans Graps
Bee soe sweet to thy tast
What will it bee to presse full heaps
At the Lambs, mariage feast.
Oh that thou wouldst enlarg, and fill
My soull still more, and more
Till I shall climb up Zion hill
To praise, & to adore,
Oh that thou woudst throw down apace
This earthly house, for mee
For till thou doe it quite down raze
I cant, come live with thee.
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