By Night when Others Soundly Slept

By night when others soundly slept     And hath at once both ease and Rest,     My waking eyes were open kept     And so to lie I found it best.     I sought him whom my Soul did Love,     With tears I sought him earnestly.     He bow'd his ear down from Above.     In vain I did not seek or cry.     My hungry Soul he fill'd with Good;    He in his Bottle put my tears,    My smarting wounds washt in his blood,    And banisht thence my Doubts and fears.    What to my Saviour shall I give    Who freely hath done this for me?    I'll serve him here whilst I shall live    And Love him to Eternity.