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 18, 2024.
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CANT. II. 15.
••ake us the Foxes, the little Foxes that spoil the vines, for our vines have tender grapes.
HYMN 44.
TAke us the subtil Foxes, Lord,They are too wise for us to take:They spoil thy holy places, andIntrenching there their Burrows make.They bark and peil the fruitful Vines:O tender thou the tender Grapes:Surround them by thy wakeful pow'r,Till it be said, not one escapes.Let them be taken in their craft,Thou in the Trenches dig their Graves:Pluck off their Foxes skin, and drownTheir Carcases in wrathful Waves.Let all the World see what they are,Let them not cheat thy Churches more:Entrap them in the traps they lay,And lay their Sin at their own door.Blessed Redeemer keep my Soul;A weak and tender Grape am I,A tender Grape that can't escapeA little Foxes subtilty.
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Preserve thy Chruch, and her desend,From Lions teeth, and Foxes wiles:So will we sing to our great King,When thou shalt bless our Cheeks with (smiles.
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