Bride Of The Lamb

thy spirit, through the lonely night,

from earthly joy apart,

hath sighed for one that’s far away

the bridegroom of thy heart.

but see! the night is waning fast,

the breaking morn is near;

and jesus comes, with voice of love,

thy drooping heart to cheer.

he comes for oh, his yearning heart

no more can bear delay

to scenes of full unmingled joy

to call his bride away.

then weep no more; ’tis all thine own

his crown, his joy divine;

and, sweeter far than all beside,

he, he himself is thine!