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Air Sions Watch are Singing.

Her Heart for Joy and Triumph springing.

She wakes, she rises streight, and hasts away.

Her Joy comes down all Glorious;

With Grace, and Truth, and Might Victorious.

Her Morning dawns, her Star proclaims the Day.

Come now Celestial Crown,

Lord Jesu, God's dear Son.

Hosanna!

Now, now we enter all the Court Royal,

And Celebrate the Nuptial Festival.

Thy Glory ay be sounding

From Men and Angels Tongues resounding,

With Harps & Cymbals sweet harmonious Tone,

Salems twelve Pearls unfolding;

We Equal Seats with Angels holding,

In Love-linkt Wreaths encircling thy bright Throne.

No Eye has ever seen,

Nor ever heard has been,

Such Light, such Joy.

For this our Praises flow, Jo! Jo!

And Loves Eternal Jubil-Trumpets blow.