1323 The voice of my Beloved, 1. The voice of my Beloved, Behold, He quickly comes; He leaps upon the mountains, And o'er the hills He runs. The signs of His appearing Are seen on every side; The Bridegroom soon is coming To claim His loving Bride. 2. How real that He is coming- Come quickly, Lord, again! We watch for His appearing, His precious Word amen. Oh, don't delay His coming, Pray without ceasing, pray; He's eagerly awaiting That coming wedding day. 3. He longs to hear our voices, He longs to see our face- Our voices filled with sweetness, Our countenance with grace. "Arise, My love, My fair one," We long to hear Him say. The voice of our Beloved- "Arise and come away!" 4. The winter rain is over, The flowers appear on earth; The rising sun of Jesus Fills all our hearts with mirth. It is the time of singing, The turtle dove is heard; For our Beloved's coming The sweetest chords are stirred. 5. Oh, let us take the foxes That spoil the blooming vine; Our vineyards are in blossom, And all, Beloved, is Thine. The day is quickly drawing, The shadows flee away; Upon the mount of spices Our Lord may come today.