Songs of Sion Set for the ioy of gods deere ones, vvho sitt here by the brookes of this vvorlds Babel, & vveepe vvhen they thinke on Hierusalem vvhich is on highe. By W.L.
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Songs of Sion Set for the ioy of gods deere ones, vvho sitt here by the brookes of this vvorlds Babel, & vveepe vvhen they thinke on Hierusalem vvhich is on highe. By W.L.
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Loe, William, d. 1645.
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[Hamburg :: S.n.,
1620 (24 Jan.)]
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"Songs of Sion Set for the ioy of gods deere ones, vvho sitt here by the brookes of this vvorlds Babel, & vveepe vvhen they thinke on Hierusalem vvhich is on highe. By W.L." In the digital collection Early English Books Online. https://name.umdl.umich.edu/A06194.0001.001. University of Michigan Library Digital Collections. Accessed June 19, 2025.
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The fift Song.
CAP. 2.
Christ speakes to his spouse.
1.
DEere spouse I am both faire, and svveeteOf feild I am the rose,And sure all such as liue by meFull choice I am to those.
2.
All things else that this vvorld hath, beVile vveeds vvhich are most base•…•… am the svveet, the sence, the smellThat yeald them all the grace.
3.
& thou o loue art mongst the maidsAll choice, & cheefe in vevveNought in the earth is like to thee,In face, in shine, in hue.
The spouse speakes to Christ.
4.
•…•… thou my deare, that one I loueThou art the tree of life;Thy shade let sheeld me from all harmsAnd I vvill be thy vvife.
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The spouse speakes.
5.
Thou vvith thy spright shalt lead me forthTo the svveete streames of good,And I shall be fresht vvith thy loueWrought to me in thy bloud.
6.
O stay me, stay me take a care,O cheare my soule that faints,O come for I am sicke of loueTo liue in midst of saincts.
7.
O put thy left hand to my headThy right hand to my sideO stay me vp both head, & hartAnd still be thou my giude.
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