...among the sons. I sat down under his shadow with great delight, And his fruit was sweet to my taste. He brought me to the banqueting house, And his banner...under my head, And his right hand doth embrace me. I charge you, O ye daughters of Jerusalem, By the roes, and by the hinds of the field, That ye stir...

...it. Though the present comforts of the saints are sometimes as much as they can bear, for they say, " Stay me with flagons, comfort me with apples ; for I am sick of lovB," Sol. Song 2:5; yet these high tides of joy are but shallows, compared with the joys of his immediate...

...Tides of Paffion, we fhould not only be forc'd to cry out with the Amorous Spoufe in the Canticles, Stay me with Flagons, Comfort me with Apples, for I am Sick of Levc, but (hould even really Expire and Die ; the difproportionate and too prevailing force of the...

...good ground, has been made out to me. And I can say with the spouse in the zd of the Song, verse 6, ' His left hand is under my head, and His right hand doth embrace me.' ' A bundle of myrrh is my well-beloved unto me' (Song i. 13). " And now I cannot study to save my life...

...her Child, to pacify it, and make thee fo fenfible of his Love, that thou mayeft fay with the Spoufe, His Left Hand is under my Head, and his Right Hand doth embrace me. With his gracious Hand he will wipe off thy cold Swear, and into his Bofom he will receive thy Sighs...

...fceptre of this ever-ftourifhing kingdom, delightfome habitation ! can there be a more hiefTed pofture ? His left hand is under my head, and his right hand doth embrace me. Am not I circled in the arms of unfearchable love ? The eiernal God is my refuge, and underneath are...

...another ornament or excellency of their communion with him. 4. Supportment, and confolation. ver. 6. His left hand is under my head, and his right hand doth embrace me. Chrift here hath the pofture of a moft tender friend towards any one in ficknefs, and fadnefsV The...

...good ground, has been made out to me. And I can fay with the fpoufc in the ii of the Song, 6 ver. * His left hand is under my head, and his right hand ' doth embrace me. A bundle of myrrhe is my beloved unto ' me,' at the 13. ver of the i. of the Song. And now I cannot...

...now, Lord, what wait I for ? My hope is in thee, Pfal. xxxix. 7. My beloved is mine, and I am his. His left hand is under my head, and his right hand doth embrace me. Awake, O north wind, come, thou fouth, blow upon my garden, that the fpices thereof may flow out. Let...

...her fuit, and allows her a renewed difcovery of his tender love, infomuch that fhe is made to own, " His left hand is under my head, and his right hand doth embrace me." Upon which, ver. 4. fhe exprefles her care and concern to prevent any further ina terruption of her...