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The banqueting-house, or, A feast of fat things a divine poem, opening many sacred…The banquetting-house, or, A feast of fat things a divine poem, opening many sacred…
The banqueting-house, or, A feast of fat things a divine poem, opening many sacred Scripture mysteries ... / written by Benjamin Keach, author of War with the Devil.The banquetting-house, or, A feast of fat things a divine poem, opening many sacred Scripture mysteries ... / written by Benjamin Keach, author of War with the Devil.
London: printed by J.A. for H. Barnard, 1692
Modern spelling is a reading aid: the words are the author’s, only the spelling is modernized. Original shows the page as printed, with the transcription marks.
HYMN 191.
The Second Part. Awake ye Virgins. 1 O Virgins know, both Fools and Wise, The Bridegroom is at hand; He comes, he comes, let it suffice, But who with him shall stand? 2 He that his Lamp doth fitly trim, And Oil doth get good store, Shall then embraced be by him, And reign for evermore. 3 Cast off your drowse, let's all awake, 'Tis not a time to slumber; But speedily our Lamps lets take, And haste to th' Wedding-Chamber; 4 For certainly our dearest Lord VVill quickly come away; The mid-night Cry will soon be heard, His Chariots will not stay. 5 O take thy flight on Wings of Love, And like the nimble Hart, Come, Lord, O come down from above! Let's meet and never part. 6 The Bride saith, Come, O do not stay! And he that hears thy voice, In hopes that thou wilt come away, Most sweetly does rejoice.
The Second Part. Awake ye Virgins. 1 O Virgins know, both Fools and VVise, The Bridegroom is at hand; He comes, he comes, let it suffice, But who with him shall stand? 2 He that his Lamp doth fitly trim, And Oyl doth get good store, Shall then embraced be by him, And reign for evermore. 3 Cast off your drowze, let's all awake, 'Tis not a time to slumber; But speedily our Lamps lets take, And haste to th' VVedding-Chamber; 4 For certainly our dearest Lord VVill quickly come away; The mid-night Cry will soon be heard, His Chariots will not stay. 5 O take thy flight on VVings of Love, And like the nimble Hart, Come, Lord, O come down from above! Let's meet and never part. 6 The Bride saith, Come, O do not stay! And he that hears thy voice, In hopes that thou wilt come away, Most sweetly does rejoyce.