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,