Maker and Husband

Verse 1

Tho' mothers kind, forgetful prove, Of sucklings noursh'd at the breast, Or yearning bowels cease to move To infants when with pain oppress'd?

Verse 2

Yet I will ne'er forget my bride, Says Jesus, God of love and truth, Taken, when sleeping from my side, Then, born to bear, eternal youth.

Verse 3

I'll not forget my word, my oath, I'll not forget my wounds, my blood; My friendship makes but one of both, And I am still thy Saviour God.

Verse 4

Wrote on my hands thy much lov'd name, My Zion, glorious is thy state! I see thee always without blame, And his own body none can hate.

Verse 5

Thy walls before me alwasy are; Bounds to thy dwelling I have set; My Zion's my peculiar care, My Zion I will ne'er forget.

Verse 6

O happy Zion see and prove, How groundless all thy sorrows are; Live in thy husband's nature, love, And that shall cast out all thy fear.