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Lord, Thou art the lovely Bridegroom,
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| 1. | Lord, Thou art the lovely Bridegroom, |
| | God appointed, dear to us; |
| | Thy dear self is so, attractive, |
| | To our heart so beauteous! |
| 2. | Dear Beloved, we admire Thee, |
| | Who can tell Thy preciousness; |
| | All Thy love we deeply treasure |
| | And Thine untold loveliness. |
| 3. | Thou art fairer than the fairest, |
| | Thou art sweeter than the sweet; |
| | Thou art meek and Thou art gracious, |
| | None can e'er with Thee compete. |
| 4. | Full of myrrh are all Thy garments, |
| | And Thy lips are filled with grace; |
| | In the savor of Thy suffering, |
| | We in love Thyself embrace. |
| 5. | It is with the oil of gladness |
| | Thy God hath anointed Thee; |
| | >From the palaces of ivory |
| | Praise shall ever rise to Thee. |
| 6. | God hath blessed Thee, Lord, forever, |
| | Thou hast won the victory; |
| | Now we see Thee throned in glory |
| | With Thy pow'r and majesty. |
| 7. | Thou art the desire of nations, |
| | All Thy worth they'll ever prove; |
| | Thou, the chiefest of ten thousand, |
| | Ever worthy of our love. |