Spiritual hymns upon Solomons song: or, Love in the right channel Wherein that divine part of scripture is paraphras'd, and the dark places expounded; and may be vocally sung in the ordinary tunes of the singing Psalms. By John Reeve.
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Spiritual hymns upon Solomons song: or, Love in the right channel Wherein that divine part of scripture is paraphras'd, and the dark places expounded; and may be vocally sung in the ordinary tunes of the singing Psalms. By John Reeve.
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Reeve, John, 1608-1658.
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London :: printed for the author, and are to be sold by John Hancock Senior, at the three Bibles, at the corner of Popes-head Alley, over against the Royal Exchange,
1684.
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Bible. -- O.T. -- Song of Solomon -- Paraphrases -- Early works to 1800.
Devotional literature -- Early works to 1800.
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"Spiritual hymns upon Solomons song: or, Love in the right channel Wherein that divine part of scripture is paraphras'd, and the dark places expounded; and may be vocally sung in the ordinary tunes of the singing Psalms. By John Reeve." In the digital collection Early English Books Online. https://name.umdl.umich.edu/A58334.0001.001. University of Michigan Library Digital Collections. Accessed June 10, 2024.
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CANT. I. 5.
I am black, but comely (O ye Daughts of Je∣rusalem) as the tents of Kedar, and cur∣tains of Solomon.
HYMN 11.
O What a sorry thing am I,That cannot bear this weight of Love!I'm sunk, and down, and dead, as ifSome dart had struck me from above.My Face is black because of Sin;But yet am comely by his Grace:
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I'm black without, but fair within:The scorching Sun hath tann'd my Face.How black soever, Lord, I am;Yet I am comely towards thee:O mayst thou love! and give me leave,Thy ardent Lover yet to be▪Tho Sin and Sorrow makes me black,Like Kedar's Tents, that always lyeExpos'd to Wind and Air unkind,And inward wasting Misery.Yet Solomon's bed is not so fair,Nor are his Curtains half so bright,As I am, through his Grace, within,Comely in my Beloveds sight:Ye Daughters of Jerusalem,Do not contemn me at this rate,Because of my deformity,And this my dark and gloomy state.For Love he can, altho I am,Most undeserving of his Love;And black as Hell, as if I were,As fair as is the Heav'n above.
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