Tune of Joy to the Bridegroom.
MY Theodora can those Eyes,
From whence those Glories always shine:
Give light to every Soul that prys,
And only be obscure to mine:
Give light to every Soul that prys,
And only be obscure to mine.
Send out one Beam t' enrich my Soul,
That doth in Clouds of darkness roul;
And chase away this gloomy Shade,