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Rh Joy, that all other Joy transcends,

And ev'n beyond Desire extends.

Our stammering Tongues can never tell;

Letters and Words but vainly swell;

Th' Experienc'd can believe alone

What 'tis to Love God's only Son.

Jesus I seek when on my Bed;

The World shut out of Heart and Head,

Private or Publick, when I move,

Jesus I'll seek with eager Love.

I'll run with Mary by Day-break,itoed te T

My Jesus in the Tomb I' [sic]ll seek,

With my Heart's Love-complaint and cry;

With Heart I'll seek and not with Eye.

My Tears shall on his Tomb distill,

My Sighs and Groans the Concave fill.

I'll throw me at his Foot of Grace,

And there hold fast with strict Embrace.

Jesu! Of Kings the wondrous King,

Ore Death and Hell thy Triumphs ring:

Sweetness of Grace Inaffable;

All Love, all o'er Desirable.

Abide with us, and ever Lord,

Illumination true afford:

Then shall we this vain World despise;

And Heavenly Love Victorious rise

Thy Grace Exuberant's understood,

By Characters of thy own Blood

Where dying Love, and clouded Light,

Restore us Life, and God's dear Sight.