994    S.M.     J. Kent
“Leaning upon her Beloved.” Song. 8. 5

1 From sin’s dark thorny maze,
  To Canaan’s fertile plains,
  A travelling fair one in distress,
  On her Beloved leans.

2 Through fire and flood she goes,
  A weakling, more than strong;
  Vents in his bosom all her woes,
  And leaning moves along.

3 When dangers round her press,
  And darkness veils the skies,
  She leans upon his righteousness;
  From thence her hopes arise.

4 When guilt, a mighty flood,
  Her trembling conscience pains,
  Then on his peace-securing blood
  This travelling fair one leans.

5 She views the covenant sure;
  Her hopes all centre there;
  And on his bosom leans secure,
  Whose temples bled for her.