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.

Another to the Tune of Psal. 124▪

O Israel, Child of the Valley, where No Tongue can tell, What's thy afflicted state, Sequestred from The presence of thy Mate: Whose doom was just, For casting off my fear, And me so soon, Hence thy rejectings were.

Thou'st been to me, Garden of Nuts so hard, So dry, such Husks, Could'st not be opened: Kernel there was, But none upon it fed: Thy unbelief Did thy return retard; And slighting me, Thy Prayer was not heard. At last, I hear A ratling of the Bones, As if they'd come Together suddenly: Thy God will come, And see how all things lye▪ Is it a thing That's real? Are there groans, And tears, and fruits, And supplications? O, doth the Vine Flourish! the Grapes abound, And give us hopes! Do the Pomegrantes bud? Hath God inspir'd Their hearts with real good? Thy God will come, If these be in thee found, And lead thee forth; VVith safety thee surround.