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O voice of the Beloved Thy bride hath




O voice of the Belovèd!
Thy bride hath heard Thee say,
“Rise up, My love, My fair one,
Arise and come away.
For lo, ’tis past, the winter,
The winter of thy year;
The rain is past and over,
The flowers on earth appear.


“And now the time of singing
Is come for every bird;
And over all the country
The turtle dove is heard;
The fig her green fruit ripens,
The vines are in their bloom;
Arise and smell their fragrance;
My love, My fair one, come!”


Yea, Lord! Thy Passion over,
We know this life of ours
Hath passed from death and winter
To leaves and budding flowers;
No more Thy rain of weeping
In drear Gethsemane;
No more the clouds and darkness,
That veiled Thy bitter Tree.


Our Easter Sun is risen!
And yet we slumber long,
And need Thy Dove’s sweet pleading
To waken prayer and song.
Oh breathe upon our deadness,
Oh shine upon our gloom;
Lord, let us feel Thy presence
And rise and live and bloom.

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LYRICS
Meter: 7 6 7 6 D
Writer(s):
    Trans/Adapted:
      Dates: 1889
      Bible Refs: Song 2:10-12;
      LIST OF LYRIC SOURCES
      Hymn/Song Book Year Song #
      1904# 160
      1922# 500
      MUSIC
      Name: O VOICE
      Meter: 7 6 7 6 D
      Writer(s):
        Dates:
        LIST OF MUSIC SOURCES
        Hymn/Song Book Song # Key
        # 500D
        ALTERNATIVE TUNES
        Name meter
        7 6 7 6 D
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