Christian Songs, Song LI

WHO's this, that from the desart doth Like smoky pillars rise; Who, leaning on her dearest Lord, All others doth despise?

2 It is the Lamb's beloved spouse, It is his virgin bride; Who from the rage of Antichrist, Did in the desart hide.

3 The Woman who to John appear'd Is clothed with the Sun, The perfect righteousness of Christ, Which he alone hath done,

4 All earthly things beneath her feet She tramples on, and scorns; The doctrine preached by the Twelve, Like stars her head adorns;

5 With antichrist she will not join; No head but Christ her Lord, And by no other rule will she Be measur'd, but God's word.

6 Her doctrine, worship, discipline, Must all conformed be Unto God's word; and children dwell In love and unity.

7 The Shepherd's voice she hears, and knows, In it she doth rejoice; And chearfully doth follow him:— —She knows no stranger's voice.

8 The hireling Shepherd, will not stand, To face the enemy; And when the flock in danger is, Doth quickly from them fly.

9 But the Good Shepherd, for his sheep Did give his life away; That he might them redeem, who from His fold had gone astray.

10 Let all his people, here below, Join loud with all above; And, in triumphant heav'nly notes, Sing his redeeming love.