NOAH'S DOVE

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I see thy face, I hear thy voice, I taste thy sweetest love;
My soul doth leap, but O, for wings, The wings of Noah's dove;
Then would I fly far hence away, and leave the world of sin;
Then would my Lord put forth his hand, And kindly take me in.

Then would my soul with angels feast On joys that ever last,
Refin'd and full, and always new, Delightful to the taste,
Bless'd be my God, the God of love! Who gives me here a crumb,
And fills my soul with earnest hope 'Till I arrive at home.