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 May 12, 2025.
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CANT. I. 16.
—Our bed is green.
HYMN 26.
THou hast prepar'd a Bed of love;'Tis richly furnish'd with the best:Where thou and I eternally,Shall in each others Bosom rest:Our Bed is always green; it knowsNo Winter blasts, nor no such thing:It's always budding, fruitful grows:An ever, everlasting Spring.When vain delights transport the Rich,And seem to court the Men of pleasure:They'r wither'd soon, and quickly gone,And fall full short in weight and measure.Give me those spiritual Joys, O Christ!Whose colour green, will ever last:And think on me, while here I be,And send me now and then a tast.My Soul revive! comfort thy heart,'Mid'st all the troubles thou had seen:
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Revive! for tho the Stairs be dark,The Chamber's light, our Bed is Green.All Glory give to God above,And to our Jesus, God and Man:And to the Holy Ghost also,With all the Strength and Praise we can.
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