Lord, Thou art the lovely Bridegroom,

Lord, Thou art the lovely Bridegroom, God appointed, dear to us; Thy dear self is so, attractive, To our heart so beauteous!

Dear Beloved, we admire Thee, Who can tell Thy preciousness; All Thy love we deeply treasure And Thine untold loveliness.

Thou art fairer than the fairest, Thou art sweeter than the sweet; Thou art meek and Thou art gracious, None can e'er with Thee compete.

Full of myrrh are all Thy garments, And Thy lips are filled with grace; In the savor of Thy suffering, We in love Thyself embrace.

It is with the oil of gladness Thy God hath anointed Thee; From the palaces of ivory Praise shall ever rise to Thee.

God hath blessed Thee, Lord, forever, Thou hast won the victory; Now we see Thee throned in glory With Thy pow'r and majesty.

Thou art the desire of nations, All Thy worth they'll ever prove; Thou, the chiefest of ten thousand, Ever worthy of our love.