“CHIEFEST AMONG TEN THOUSAND AND ALTOGETHER LOVELY.”
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.