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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Page 147

CANT. VI. 12.
Or ever I was aware, my soul made me like the chariots of Amminadib.

HYMN 111.

SION awake! the day is come; Rouse as a Lion from thy den: Th' alarm sounds, that ne're did yet: My Spirit is up. Awaken then: You Angels get your Chariots ready, Prepare you for this long'd-for day: Hast, hast, come, I am drest already; My Soul's a wing, I cannot stay. Amminadibs Chariots drove fast; But never drove so fast as mine: Amminadib was not in such hast, Nor flew so fast on wings of time. A willing God, a willing People, Both hot upon the same design; They'r both agreed; there's not a scruple, To interpose to while off time. Our Hearts are swifter than our Charets; We'l both conspire from our places: Thou here, and I from lofty Garrets, We'l lift this World from of its basis.

Page 148

My Soul admire! what hast he speeds, To fetch his Captives out of thrall? With winged flames to help their needs, That pickled lay in Salt and Gall.
Another to the Tune of Psal. 124.
ROuse! there is life, The long'd-for day is come: Th' Alarm sounds, Where it ne're sounded yet: Their hearts have ears, They'r peirced to the quick. I'le now go down, And do what's to be done; My heart's on fire▪ I'le be their Light and Sun. You blessed An∣gels, get you Chariots ready: My Royal Spirit Is up, I must away: My Soul is all A-wing, I cannot stay: Amminadib, That drove so fast and steddy, Had not my hast: Come, I am drest already.

Page 149

A willing God, And willing People met, With resolu∣tions stronger than the Charets▪ They from below, I from my lofty Garrets▪ O, what a great Day's this, When in a net, This wicked World, My Foes, are all beset! My Soul admire! With what a hast he speeds, To fetch his Poor, His Captives out of thrall, This many years, Pickled in Salt and Gall! He comes amain, And drives his fiery Steeds, Like winged flames, To help them at their needs.
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