Christ will make His seeking lover

Christ will make His seeking lover Pillar, couch, and palanquin, E'en a crown, His boast and glory; He will do it all! Amen!

His beloved - how He loves her, So attractive, His delight. He is captivated wholly; She is comely in His sight.

But there still remains a shadow; Christ is still not satisfied. He must have a growing garden To become His loving Bride!

Paradise of pomegranates, Pleasant fruits, and henna flowers, Spikenard, saffron, myrrh, and aloes: His enjoyment now — not ours.

He has come into His garden, Gathered myrrh and spices there, Eaten honeycomb and honey; Wine and milk He'll drink fore'er.

From the garden comes the city. All materials thus supplied; God is satisfied completely, And the foe is terrified.

" Thou art fair, my love, as Tirzah, Comely as Jerusalem." O Lord Jesus, Hallelujah, Thou wilt do it all! Amen!