The Song of Songs 5:10

• [Sos 5:10] Savior Comes, No Outward Pomp, The

  The Saviour comes, no outward pomp, Bespeaks His presence nigh; No earthly beauty shines in Him, To draw the carnal eye. Refrain All beauty may we ever see, In God’s belovèd Son, The chiefest of ten thousand He, The only lovely One! Rejected and despised of men, Behold a man of woe! Grief was His close companion here, Through all His life below. Refrain Yet all the griefs He felt were ours, Ours were the woes He bore; Pangs not His own, His spotless soul, With bitter anguish tore. Refrain We all like sheep had gone astray, In ruin’s fatal road; On Him were our transgressions laid; He bore the mighty load. Refrain

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The Song of Songs 5:9

• [Sos 5:9] Wond’ring World Inquires To Know, The

  The wond’ring world inquires to know Why I should love my Jesus so: “What are His charms,” say they, “above The objects of a mortal love?” Yes! my Belovèd, to my sight Shows a sweet mixture, red and white: All human beauties, all divine, In my Belovèd meet and shine. White is His soul, from blemish free; Red with the blood He shed for me; The fairest of ten thousand fairs; A sun among ten thousand stars. His head the finest gold excels; There wisdom in perfection dwells, And glory like a crown adorns Those temples once beset with thorns. Compassions in His heart are found, Hard by the signals of His wound: His sacred side no more shall bear The cruel scourge, the piercing spear. His hands are fairer to behold Than diamonds set in rings of gold; Those heav’nly hands, that on the tree Were nailed, and torn, and bled for me! Though once He bowed His feeble knees, Loaded with sins and agonies, Now on the throne of His command His legs like marble pillars stand. His eyes are majesty and love, The eagle tempered with the dove; No more shall trickling sorrows roll Through those dear windows of His soul. His mouth, that poured out long complaints, Now smiles and cheers His fainting saints; His countenance more graceful is Than Lebanon with all its trees. All over glorious is my Lord; Must be beloved, and yet adored; His worth if all the the nations knew, Sure the whole earth would love Him, too.

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The Song of Songs 2:17

• [Sos 2:17] ’tis Night—but O The Joyful Morn

  ’Tis night—but O the joyful morn Will soon our waiting spirits cheer; Yon gleams of coming glory warn Thy saints, O Lord, that Thou art near. Lord of our hearts, beloved of Thee, Weary of earth, we sigh to rest, Supremely happy, safe and free, For ever on Thy tender breast. To see Thee, love Thee, feel Thee near, Nor dread, as now, Thy transient stay; To dwell beyond the reach of fear Lest joy should wane or pass away. Children of hope, belovèd Lord! In Thee we live, we glory now; Our joy, our rest, our great reward, Our diadem of beauty, Thou! And when exalted, Lord, with Thee, Thy royal throne at length we share; To everlasting Thou shalt be Our diadem, our glory there!

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The Song of Songs 8:14

• [Sos 8:14] Fly, Ye Seasons

  Fly, ye seasons, fly still faster; Let the glorious day come on, When we shall behold our Master Seated on His heavenly throne; Then the Savior Shall descend to claim His own. What is earth with all its treasures, To the joy the Gospel brings? Well may we resign its pleasures, Jesus gives us better things; All His people Draw from Heaven’s eternal springs. But if here we taste of pleasure, What will Heaven itself afford? There our joy will know no measure; There we shall behold our Lord; There His people Shall obtain their bright reward. Fly, ye seasons, fly still faster; Swiftly bring the glorious day; Jesus, come, our Lord and Master! Come from Heaven without delay; Take Thy people, Take, O take us hence away!

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The Song of Songs 1:13-14

• [Sos 1:14] As The Bridegroom To His Chosen

  As the bridegroom to his chosen, As the king unto his realm, As keep unto the castle, As the pilot to the helm, So, Lord, art Thou to me. As the fountain in the garden, As the candle in the dark, As the treasure in the coffer, As the manna in the ark, So, Lord, art Thou to me. As the ruby in the setting, As the honey in the comb, As the light within the lantern, As the father in the home, So, Lord, art Thou to me. As the sunshine in the heavens, As the image in the glass, As the fruits upon the fig tree, As the dew upon the grass, So, Lord, art Thou to me.

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The Song of Songs 4:16

• [Sos 4:16] Christ Hath A Garden

  We are a garden walled around, Chosen and made peculiar ground; A little spot enclosed by grace Out of the world’s wide wilderness. Like trees of myrrh and spice we stand, Planted by God the Father’s hand; And all His springs in Zion flow, To make the young plantation grow. Awake, O, heav’nly wind! and come, Blow on this garden of perfume; Spirit divine! descend and breathe A gracious gale on plants beneath. Make our best spices flow abroad, To entertain our Savior God And faith, and love, and joy appear, And every grace be active here. Let my Belovèd come and taste His pleasant fruits at His own feast: “I come, My spouse, I come!” He cries, With love and pleasure in His eyes. Our Lord into His garden comes, Well pleased to smell our poor perfumes, And calls us to a feast divine, Sweeter than honey, milk, or wine. “Eat of the tree of life, My friends, The blessings that My Father sends; Your taste shall all My dainties prove, And drink abundance of My love.” Jesus, we will frequent Thy board, And sing the bounties of our Lord; But the rich food on which we live Demands more praise than tongues can give.

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• [Sos 4:16] O Holy Ghost, Thy People Bless

  O Holy Ghost, Thy people bless Who long to feel Thy might, And fain would grow in holiness As children of the light. To Thee we bring, who art the Lord, Ourselves to be Thy throne; Let every thought and deed and word Thy pure dominion own. Life giving Spirit, o’er us move, As on the formless deep; Give life and order, light and love, Where now is death or sleep. Great Gift of our ascended King, His saving truth reveal; Our tongues inspire His praise to sing, Our hearts His love to feel. True Wind of Heav’n, from south or north, For joy or chastening, blow; The garden spices shall spring forth If Thou wilt bid them flow. O Holy Ghost, of sevenfold might, All graces come from Thee; Grant us to know and serve aright One God in Persons Three.

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The Song of Songs 2:1-2

• [Sos 2:1] Down In The Valley

  Down in the valley ’midst lilies sweet scented, There is the Friend Whom I love and revere. Oh, I will follow His steps so contented As on the breeze His sweet Name I can hear. Refrain O Thou, God’s precious Son, Who gave Thy life for me, I am so thankful, Lord, that Thou loved me. Thee I am seeking, oh, heed my imploring; Whither in fragrance dost Thou take repose? Where Thou at midday Thy flock art restoring, Shaded from heat where the clear fountain flows? Refrain Now I have found Thee, O Jesus, my Savior; Let me eternally say, Thou art mine. Hide not Thy face from the soul seeking favor; Hast Thou not sought me and said I am Thine? Refrain Sweet as Thy voice have the angels ne’er spoken; Soft as Thy smile can the light never be. Press me so near to Thy heart in love’s token. Oh, to be Thine, that means heaven to me. Refrain

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• [Sos 2:1] Jesus, Rose Of Sharon

  Jesus, Rose of Sharon, bloom within my heart; Beauties of Thy truth and holiness impart, That where’er I go my life may shed abroad Fragrance of the knowledge of the love of God. Refrain Jesus, blessèd Jesus, Rose of Sharon, Bloom in radiance And in love within my heart. Jesus, Rose of Sharon, sweeter far to see Than the fairest flow’rs of earth could ever be, Fill my life completely, adding more each day Of Thy grace divine and purity, I pray. Refrain Jesus, Rose of Sharon, balm for ev’ry ill, May Thy tender mercy’s healing power distil For afflicted souls of weary burdened men, Giving needy mortals health and hope again. Refrain Jesus, Rose of Sharon, bloom forevermore; Be Thy glory seen on earth from shore to shore, Till the nations own Thy sov’reignty complete, Lay their honors down and worship at Thy feet. Refrain

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• [Sos 2:1] Lily Of The Valley, The

  I have found a friend in Jesus, He’s everything to me, He’s the fairest of ten thousand to my soul; The Lily of the Valley, in Him alone I see All I need to cleanse and make me fully whole. In sorrow He’s my comfort, in trouble He’s my stay; He tells me every care on Him to roll. Refrain He’s the Lily of the Valley, the Bright and Morning Star, He’s the fairest of ten thousand to my soul. He all my grief has taken, and all my sorrows borne; In temptation He’s my strong and mighty tower; I have all for Him forsaken, and all my idols torn From my heart and now He keeps me by His power. Though all the world forsake me, and Satan tempt me sore, Through Jesus I shall safely reach the goal. Refrain He will never, never leave me, nor yet forsake me here, While I live by faith and do His blessèd will; A wall of fire about me, I’ve nothing now to fear, From His manna He my hungry soul shall fill. Then sweeping up to glory to see His blessèd face, Where the rivers of delight shall ever roll. Refrain

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• [Sos 2:1] Valley Lilies

  Valley lilies, meek and lowly, Let me hear your message sweet, Tell of Christ the pure and holy, Bending as to touch His feet. Snowy lilies of the valley, Speak again your message rare; Testify to me of Jesus, Heaven’s Lily, wondrous fair! Valley lilies, golden hearted, Love’s sweet mission you fulfill, For you tell in perfumed language, How He wrought His Father’s will. Valley lilies, cups inverted, Still the Master you proclaim: Empty of all pomp and glory, To redeem the world He came.

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The Song of Songs 2:4

• [Sos 2:4] All Over The World

  Bear the good tidings all over the world, Let the bright banner of love be unfurled, Wherever sorrow and sin shall be found, There let the news of salvation resound. Refrain All over the world, All over the world, Let the bright banner of love be unfurled, All over the world. Plant in the wilderness Sharon’s sweet rose, Blessing will follow wherever it goes; Led, onward led by the Lord’s guiding hand, Open “fresh springs” in the dry, thirsty land. Refrain Think of the millions who never have heard One precious promise from God’s holy Word; Think of the lives marred and darkened by sin, Tell them the story that brings light within. Refrain Oh, what a song shall in Heaven be sung! By every nation and kindred and tongue; Some may be there through our efforts and prayer, Joy everlasting together we’ll share. Refrain

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• [Sos 2:4] At Thy Feet, Our God And Father

  At Thy feet, our God and Father, Who has blest us all our days, We with grateful hearts would gather, To begin this hour with praise: Praise for light so brightly shining On our steps from Heaven above; Praise for mercies daily twining Round us golden cords of love. Jesus, for Thy love most tender, On the cross for sinners shown, We would praise Thee, and surrender All our hearts to be Thine own: With so blest a Friend provided, We upon our way would go, Sure of being safely guided, Guarded well from every foe. Every day will be the brighter When Thy gracious face we see; Every burden will be lighter When we know it comes from Thee, Spread Thy love’s broad banner o’er us, Give us strength to serve and wait, Till the glory breaks before us Through the City’s open gate.

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• [Sos 2:4] Go Forward, Christian Soldier

  Go forward, Christian soldier, Beneath His banner true: The Lord Himself, thy Leader, Shall all thy foes subdue. His love foretells thy trials; He knows thine hourly need; He can with bread of Heaven Thy fainting spirit feed. Go forward, Christian soldier, Fear not the secret foe; Far more o’er thee are watching Than human eyes can know: Trust only Christ, thy Captain; Cease not to watch and pray; Heed not the treacherous voices That lure thy soul astray. Go forward, Christian soldier, Nor dream of peaceful rest, Till Satan’s host is vanquished And Heav’n is all possessed; Till Christ Himself shall call thee To lay thine armor by, And wear in endless glory The crown of victory. Go forward, Christian soldier, Fear not the gath’ring night: The Lord has been thy Shelter; The Lord will be thy Light. When morn His face revealeth, Thy dangers are all past: O pray that faith and virtue May keep thee to the last!

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• [Sos 2:4] His Banner Over Us

  We are children of the King, And His praises we will sing, As we journey to our home above— His banner over us is love! Refrain Marching! Marching! With happy hearts we onward move; No foe we fear, with our Captain near— His banner over us is love! He, the glorious Son of God, Hath the way before us trod; Over every foe we’ll conqu’ror prove— His banner over us is love! Refrain Fearless in our Leader’s might, Strong to do and dare the right; We will journey to our home above— His banner over us is love! Refrain

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• [Sos 2:4] Jesus Spreads His Banner O’er Us

  Jesus spreads his banner o’er us, Cheers our famished souls with food; He the banquet spreads before us, Of His mystic flesh and blood. Precious banquet, bread of heaven, Wine of gladness, flowing free; May we taste it, kindly given, In remembrance, Lord, of Thee. In Thy holy incarnation, When the angels sang Thy birth; In Thy fasting and temptation, In Thy labors on the earth, In Thy trial and rejection, In Thy sufferings on the tree, In Thy glorious resurrection, May we, Lord, remember Thee. The usually omitted first verse: While the sons of earth retiring, From the sacred temple roam; Lord, Thy light and love desiring, To Thine altar fain we come. Children of our heavenly Father, Friends and brethren we would be; While we round Thy table gather, May our hearts be one in Thee.

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• [Sos 2:4] O God, Whose Love Is Over All All

  O God, whose love is over all The children of Thy grace, Whose rich and tender blessings fall On every age and place, Hear Thou the songs and prayers we raise In eager joy to Thee, And teach us, as we sound Thy praise, In all things Thee to see. To see Thee in the sun by day And in the stars by night, In waving grass and ocean spray And leaves and flowers bright; To hear Thy voice, like spoken word, In every breeze that blows, In every song of every bird, And every brook that flows. To see Thee in each quiet home Where faith and love abide, In school and church, where all may come To seek Thee side by side; To see Thee in each human life, Each struggling human heart, Each path by which, in eager strife, Men seek the better part.

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• [Sos 2:4] Surrounded By Unnumbered Foes

  Surrounded by unnumbered foes, Against my soul the battle goes; Yet though I weary, sore distressed, I know that I shall reach my rest: I lift my tearful eyes above— His banner over me is love. Its sword my spirit will not yield, Though flesh may faint upon the field; He waves before my fading sight The branch of palm, the crown of light: I lift my brightening eyes above— His banner over me is love. My cloud of battle-dust may dim, His veil of splendor curtain Him; And in the midnight of my fear I may not feel Him standing near: But, as I lift mine eyes above, His banner over me is love.

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The Song of Songs 2:16

• [Sos 2:16] I Know He Is Mine

  A long time I wandered in darkness and sin, And wondered if ever the light would shine in; I heard Christian friends speak of raptures divine, And I wished—how I wished—that their Savior were mine. I wished He were mine, yes, I wished He were mine; I wished—how I wished—that their Savior were mine. I heard the glad Gospel of “good will to men”; I read “whosoever” again and again; I said to my soul, “Can that promise be thine?” And then began hoping that Jesus was mine. I hoped He was mine, yes, I hoped He was mine, And then began hoping that Jesus was mine. Oh, mercy surprising! He saves even me! “Thy portion forever,” He says, “will I be”; On His Word I am resting—assurance divine: I am “hoping” no longer, I know He is mine. I know He is mine, yes, I know He is mine, I’m hoping no longer—I know He is mine.

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• [Sos 2:16] I Lift My Heart To Thee

  I lift my heart to Thee, Savior divine; For Thou art all to me, and I am Thine; Is there on earth a closer bond than this, That my Belovèd’s mine, and I am His? Thine am I by all ties; but chiefly Thine, That through Thy sacrifice Thou, Lord, art mine. By thine own cords of love, so sweetly wound, Around me, I to Thee am closely bound. To Thee, Thou bleeding Lamb, I all things owe— All that I have, and am, and all I know. All that I have is now no longer mine, And I am not mine own; Lord, I am Thine. How can I, Lord, withhold life’s brightest hour From Thee; or gathered gold, or any power? Why should I keep one precious thing from Thee; When Thou hast giv’n Thine own dear self for me? I pray Thee, Savior, keep me in Thy love, Until death’s holy sleep shall me remove To that fair realm where, sin and sorrow o’er, Thou and Thine own are one forevermore.

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• [Sos 2:16] O Lamb Of God, Whose Love Divine

  O Lamb of God, whose love divine Draws virgin souls to follow Thee; And bids them earthly joys resign If so they may Thy beauty see; The saint of whom we sing today Was faithful to Thy loving call, And, casting other hopes away, Took Thee to be her God, her all. To Thee she yielded up her will, Her heart was drawn to Thine above; Content if Thou wouldst deign to fill Thine handmaid with Thy perfect love. Beneath Thy cross she loved to stand, Like Mary in Thy dying hour, That blessings from Thy piercèd hand Might clothe her with undying power; With power to win the crown of light For virgin souls laid up on high, And ready keep her lamp at night To hail the Bridegroom drawing nigh. And surely Thou at last didst come To end the sorrows of Thy bride, And bear her to Thy peaceful home With Thee for ever to abide. All glory, Jesu, for the grace That drew Thy saint to follow Thee; Grant us too in Thy love a place Both now and through eternity.

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The Song of Songs 8:5

• [Sos 8:5] Who Is This Fair One In Distress?

  Who is this fair one in distress, That travels from the wilderness? And pressed with sorrows and with sins, On her belovèd Lord she leans. This is the spouse of Christ our God, Bought with the treasure of His blood; And her request and her complaint Is but the voice of every saint. “O let my name engraven stand Both on Thy heart and on Thy hand; Seal me upon Thine arm, and wear That pledge of love for ever there. “Stronger than death Thy love is known, Which floods of wrath could never drown; And hell and earth in vain combine To quench a fire so much divine. “But I am jealous of my heart, Lest it should once from Thee depart; Then let Thy Name be well impressed, As a fair signet on my breast. “Till Thou hast brought me to Thy home, Where fears and doubts can never come, Thy countenance let me often see, And often Thou shalt hear from me. “Come, my Belovèd, haste away, Cut short the hours of Thy delay; Fly like a youthful hart or roe Over the hills where spices grow.”

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