Wesley Corpus

Page 296 "My beloved is mine, and I am his." Song of Sol. ii. 16. Jesus my love, my life, my peace, Jesus is mine, and I am his, His bride, his dear-bought property, Who lov'd, and gave himself for me, Joy, and glory of my soul, While eternal ages roll! "Saw ye him whom my soul loveth?" Song of Sol. iii. 3. O what shall I do to retrieve The love for a season bestow'd? 'Tis better to die, than to live Exil'd from the presence of God: With sorrow distracted and doubt, With palpable horror opprest, The city I wander about, And seek my repose in his breast. Ye watchmen of Israel, declare If ye my beloved have seen, And point to that heavenly fair, Surpassing the children of men: My lover and Lord from above, Who only can quiet my pain, Whom only I languish to love, O where shall I find him again! The joy and desire of mine eyes, The end of my sorrow and woe, My hope, and my heavenly prize, My height of ambition below, Once more if he shew me his face, He never again shall depart, Detain'd in my closest embrace, Conceal'd in the depth of my heart. "I found him whom my soul loveth." Song of Sol. iii. 4. I found him crucified for me, My love, whom all true hearts adore! Ah, nail me, Saviour, to that tree, And I shall never lose thee more!