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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=412778" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Hymn 75</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">The description of Christ the beloved.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">SS 5:9-16. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">The wond'ring world inquires to know<br>Why I should love my Jesus so:<br>What are his charms,&quot; say they, &quot;above<br>The objects of a mortal love?&quot;</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Yes! my Beloved, to my sight<br>Shows a sweet mixture, red and white:<br>All human beauties, all divine,<br>In my Beloved meet and shine.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">White is his soul, from blemish free;<br>Red with the blood he shed for me;<br>The fairest of ten thousand fairs;<br>A sun amongst ten thousand stars.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">[His head the finest gold excels;<br>There wisdom in perfection dwells,<br>And glory like a crown adorns<br>Those temples once beset with thorns.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Compassion's in his heart are found,<br>Hard by the signals of his wound:<br>His sacred side no more shall bear<br>The cruel scourge, the piercing spear.]</div><div style="margin:10px 0">[His hands are fairer to behold<br>Than diamonds set in rings of gold;<br>Those heav'nly hands, that on the tree<br>Were nailed, and torn, and bled for me!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Though once he bowed his feeble knees,<br>Loaded with sins and agonies,<br>Now on the throne of his command<br>His legs like marble pillars stand.]</div><div style="margin:10px 0">[His eyes are majesty and love,<br>The eagle tempered with the dove;<br>No more shall trickling sorrows roll<br>Through those dear windows of his soul.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">His mouth, that poured out long complaints,<br>Now smiles and cheers his fainting saints<br>His countenance more graceful is<br>Than Lebanon with all its trees.]</div><div style="margin:10px 0">All over glorious is my Lord<br>Must be beloved, and yet adored;<br>His worth if all the nations knew,<br>Sure the whole earth would love him too.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Isaac+Watts">Isaac Watts</a><div class=q>
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SS 5:9-16. 

The wond'ring world inquires to know
Why I should love my Jesus so:
What are his charms,&quot; say they, &quot;above
The objects of a mortal love?&quot;

Yes! my Beloved, to my sight
Shows a swe..."></div>
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