268    S.M.     J. Berridge
The Drawings of Christ’s Love Followed. Song. 2. 10

1 If Jesus kindly say,
  And with a whispering word,
  “Arise, my love, and come away,”
  I run to meet my Lord.

2 My soul is in my ears;
  My heart is all on flame;
  My eyes are sweetly drowned in tears,
  And melted is my frame.

3 My raptured soul will rise,
  And give a cheerful spring,
  And dart through all the lofty skies,
  To visit Zion’s King.

4 He meets me with a kiss,
  And with a smiling face;
  I taste the dear, enchanting bliss,
  And wonder at his grace.

5 The world now drops its charms;
  My idols all depart;
  Soon as I reach my Saviour’s arms,
  I give him all my heart.

6 A soft and tender sigh
  Now heaves my hallowed breast;
  I long to lay me down and die,
  And find eternal rest.