See, sweet soul, my sister dear,

Now the bridegroom neareth;

Haste, prepare a place for Him

Who in love appeareth.

Soon He comes, a gentle guest,

Comes with heart o’erflowing;

All the best that heaven affords

In His love bestowing.

Where His gracious presence is

There is joy unending;

Blessing with His friendship comes,

Every bliss transcending.

Yea, He comes to rest awhile,

Thee with love entwining;

At thy board He’ll take His place,

By thy side reclining.

Up, my soul, to meet thy Spouse;

Hark! His footfall sounding;

In thy bosom He will dwell

With His love abounding.

Hold Him fast in fond embrace;

Say thou’lt leave Him never,

Till the blessing of His love

Rest on thee for ever.