| 1 | Thou, Lord, to God art precious, |
| | | His chosen, His delight; |
| | With oil of joy, anointed, |
| | | How comely in His sight. |
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| | | We treasure with affection |
| | | | Thy perfect comeliness, |
| | | Thy sweetness and Thy fragrance, |
| | | | And all Thy loveliness. |
| 2 | The altogether lovely, |
| | | The fairest of the fair, |
| | Thy mouth with grace oerfloweth; |
| | | Our hearts their love declare. |
| 3 | The wise men offered treasures |
| | | And honored Thee at birth; |
| | Thou wast by noble buried, |
| | | Still lovable in death. |
| 4 | Thy head has been anointed, |
| | | The lovely One Thou art; |
| | Thy feet anointed also, |
| | | Beloved in every part. |
| 5 | Thy death as myrrh in sweetness |
| | | Mans spirit comforteth; |
| | Thy resurrection fragrance |
| | | Gods longing answereth. |
| 6 | As henna flowrs, Thy beauty |
| | | In loveliness complete; |
| | As apple trees that flourish, |
| | | Thy fruit abundant, sweet. |
| 7 | Sweet wine Thy love surpasseth, |
| | | Thy name an ointment is; |
| | We take Thee as our love feast |
| | | And taste the sweetest bliss. |
| 8 | As on Thyself we ponder |
| | | And all Thy beauty trace, |
| | We taste to full Thy sweetness |
| | | And rest in Thine embrace. |