How Fairly Shines The Morning Star
The Song of the Bride
Source: Lyra Davidica: or, A Collection of Divine Songs and Hymns (London: J. Walsh, et al., 1708), p. 40.
Note: The text of the first verse was hand-written, and although it was well-written, there were some challenges in making out a few letters. Any help in clarification will be appreciated. The type-set text on other pages were sometimes challenging as well. Scans of the pages are below.
1. How fairly shines ye* morning star
To grace and truth beyond compare
Great Jesse's Offspring Royal.
Hail David's Son of Jacob's line
Thou art my King & Spouse divine
Thou hast my heart true Loyal.
In whose sweet face
In full glory
Shines from his highest Story.
*Footnote. Correction of "ye" instead of "the."
2. Ah! My sweet Pearl, my precious Crown,
God and the humble Marys Son,
Heaven's King, and Earths low-bowing.
My Heart calls thee its Lily true:
But thou art Rose and Lily too;
With Milk and Honey flowing.
Hosanna, this [Sing Hosanna]
True Manna is; [Heav'nly Manna]
Its Savour with us Resting.
3. Thou Ruby fair, Bright Jasper Stone,
Deeply into my Heart pour down,
Thy burning Streams Anointed.
Thy Golden Sea, In Love's full Tude;
While I in full swoln Joys abide.
Thy Spousal Rib hast joyated.
I'm Sick and cry, [I am crying]
Heart wounded lie. [wounded lying]
Poor and lonely,
I can be help'd by Thee only.
Note: Or [Whose out-streaming Beauty beaming.]
It is unclear where in the text this substitution could be made.
Note in text:
What is here, and afterward (in this Song) included in Brackets, is accommodated to another way of Singing this Passage us'd among the Germans.
4. From God comes on me a Glance of Joy,
While thou with thine all-charming Eye,
Most kindly me beholdest.
Lord Jesu dear, my precious Good,
Thy Word, thy Spirit, thy Body and Blood,
My food thou n'ere with-holdest.
Into thy Ar,ms, [Beauty charms me]
Whose Love so warms, [Love alarms me]
And me Blesses.
I come to thy Caresses.
5. My Father, Hero of Might Divine,
Before all Worlds, in Grace Inclin'd,
Thou purpos'd to Refine me.
Thy Son to me Bethroth'd has been;
My Royal Spouse, and I his Queen;
My life of Heav'n within me.
'Tis Life of Heav'n, [All I wanted]
So freely giv'n, [Freely granted,]
My Soul Praise him incessantly.
6. Force, force the Strings upon the Lyre,
And sound our Joys in full tun'd Quire;
With Heav'ns sweet Notes Inspiring.
While I with Jesus, wondrous fair,
My Sacred Bridegroom, Sweetest Dear,
Lye in Love Flames Expiring.
Triumphant Praise [In the Praises]
In Tuneful Layes, [Each one raises]
The King of Glory Singing.
7. How glad am I that my Love-Prize
The Alpha and Omega is,
First, Last, All comprehending.
I know He'll to his Praise at last
Bring me in Paradise Replac'd;
And clap my Hands attending.
Come Fairest soon, [Come my Fairest]
My Joy, my Crown, [ Come my Dearest]
Who fits thy Sion Waiter.
Sheet Music from Lyra Davidica
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