No. 94 Mecklinburg, Skh 30
Heptatonic aeolian, mode 2 A + b (I II 3 IV V 6 7)
Bright scenes of glory strike my sense,
And all my passions capture;
Eternal beauties round me shine,
Infusing warmest rapture.
I dive in pleasure deep and full,
In swelling waves of glory;
And feel my Savior in my soul,
And groan to tell my story;
And feel my Savior in my soul,
And groan to tell my story.
I feast on honey, milk and wine,
I drink perpetual sweetness;
Mount Zion’s odours through me shine,
While Christ unfolds his glory.
No mortal tongue can lisp my joys,
Nor can an angel tell them;
Ten thousand times surpassing all
Terrestrial worlds [words?] or emblems.
My captivated spirit flies,
Through shining worlds of beauty;
Dissolv’d in blushes, loud I cry,
In praises loud and mighty;
And here I’ll sing and swell the strains
Of harmony delighted,
And with the millions learn the notes
Of saints in Christ united.
The compiler of the SKH attributes the tune to Lowry. See White Spirituals, p. 167, for a secular relative of the tune. See also ‘St. Patrick was a Gentleman’, Petrie, No. 346; and I’m Seventeen Come Sunday’, JFSS, ii., 269f.