To those who know the Lord I speak;
      Is my Beloved near?

To those who know the Lord I speak;
      Is my Beloved near?
The Bridegroom of my soul I seek,
      Oh! when will he appear?

Though once a man of grief and shame,
      Yet now he fills a throne,
And bears the greatest, sweetest name
      That earth or heaven has known.

Grace flies before, and love attends
      His steps where'er he goes;
Though none can see him but his friends,
      And they were once his foes.

He speaks;–obedient to his call
      Our warm affections move:
Did he but shine alike on all,
      Then all alike would love.

Then love in every heart would reign,
      And war would cease to roar;
And cruel and bloodthirsty men
      Would thirst for blood no more.

Such Jesus is, and such his grace;
      Oh, may he shine on you!
And tell him, when you see his face,
      I long to see him too.

~ William Cowper

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