“CHIEFEST AMONG TEN THOUSAND AND ALTOGETHER LOVELY.”
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O, thou art the chiefest Among ten thousand charms, And altogether lovely;— I speed me to thine arms! Enraptured with thy beauty, O, Bridegroom of my soul! My all to thee I offer, And yield to thy control. I’ve heard thee sweetly wooing My weary soul to rest; And granting me, dear Savior, A home upon thy breast! O, where could I have found me So soft a resting place, Where I can dwell forever, And feed upon thy grace? How gently glide the hours, When I repose in thee; Like clear untroubled waters, Fast flowing to the sea. To pass my happy moments, So fast my days shall flee, Till I shall reach the ocean Of vast eternity! Then, O! what blissful greetings, What rapture shall be mine! And, best of all, forever Shall I in peace recline On thy kind arms, dear Savior! Safe folded to thy breast, And none shall ever tear me From that sweet place of rest.
September 6, 1840.