Wishing him ever with me. I. NOW be that smiling Moment blest When First I saw my Love, Jesus, the Fairest and the Best Of all the Forms above. A thousand Graces ever rise And bloom upon his Face, A thousand Arrows from his Eyes Shoot thro' my Heart with sweet Surprize, And stand to guard the Place. II. All Natures Art shall never cure The Heavenly Pains I found, And 'tis beyond all Beauties Power To make another Wound: Earthly Beauties grow and fade, Nature may heal the Wounds She made, But Charms so much Divine Hold a long Empire of the Heart, What Heaven has joyn'd shall never part, And Jesus must be mine. III. In vain the envious Shades of Night, Or Flatteries of the Day Would vail his Image from my Sight, Or tempt my Soul away; Jesus is all my Waking Theme, His Lovely Form meets every Dream, And knows not to depart: The Passion reigns Thro' all my Veins, And floating round the Crimson Stream Still finds him at my Heart. IV. Dwell there, for ever dwell, my Love; Here I confine my Sence, Nor dare my Wildest Wishes rove, Nor stir a Thought from thence. Let me be lost in thine Embrace As Rivers in the Sea; Or live Eternity of Days To spend them all with thee. Still I would lie in those dear Arms Dissolving still among thy Charms, And as the Moments fly, I'de Breathe away successive Souls, So Billow after Billow rolls To kiss the Shoar, and Dye.