|588||Song of Solomon 8:5-7||LM|
|WHO is this loved one in distress
Who travels through the wilderness,
And pressed with sorrows and with sins,
On her belovèd Lord she leans?
|2||This is the bride of Christ our God,
Bought with the treasures of His blood;
And all her supplications there
Picture each saint in tender prayer.
|3||O let my name engraven stand,
My Jesus, on Thy heart and hand:
Seal me upon Thine arm, and wear
That pledge of love for ever there.
|4||Stronger than death Thy love is known,
Which many floods could never drown;
And hell and earth in vain combine
To quench a fire so much divine.
|5||Till Thou hast brought me to Thy home
Where fears and doubts can never come,
Let me Thy count’nance often see
As daily I draw near to Thee.
|Isaac Watts, 1674-1748|