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1
I love Thee, Jesus, And Thy love to me Draws me, ever to seek Thee And run after Thee, Draws me, ever to seek Thee And run after Thee. Thou art beloved, Yea! Altogether lovely, The One in whom my heart delighteth. Thou art beloved, Yea! Altogether lovely, The One in whom my heart delighteth.
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love Thee,
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Jesus,
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Thy
love to
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me
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ever
to
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seek
Thee
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run
after
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Thee,
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me,
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ever
to
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seek
Thee
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run
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after
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Thee.
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loved,
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whom
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2
Thy love, Lord Jesus, Is sweeter than wine, And Thy fragrance of ointments My heart doth entwine, And Thy fragrance of ointments My heart doth entwine. A fount in gardens, A well of living waters, Which streams and flows from Lebanon’s mountains.
Thy love, Lord Jesus,
Is sweeter than wine,
And Thy fragrance of ointments
My heart doth entwine,
And Thy fragrance of ointments
My heart doth entwine.
A fount in gardens,
A well of living waters,
Which streams and flows from Lebanon's mountains.
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love, Lord
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Jesus,
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sweeter
than
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wine,
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fragrance
of
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ointments
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heart
doth
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entwine,
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fragrance
of
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ointments
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heart
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doth
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entwine.
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fount
in
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gardens,
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well
of living
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waters,
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streams
and
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flows
from
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Lebanon's
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mountains.
3
O come Beloved, On my garden blow, That the odor of spices May break forth and flow, That the odor of spices May break forth and flow. My spouse, My sister, I’m come into My garden To feast upon wine, milk and honey.
O come Beloved,
On my garden blow,
That the odor of spices
May break forth and flow,
That the odor of spices
May break forth and flow.
My spouse, My sister,
I'm come into My garden
To feast upon wine, milk and honey.
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come
Bm
Beloved,
On
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my
garden
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blow,
A7That
the
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odor
of
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spices
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break
forth and
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flow,
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the
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odor
of
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spices
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break
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forth
and
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flow.
My
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spouse,
My
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sister,
I'm
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come
into My
Bm
garden
To
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feast
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upon
wine, milk and
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honey.
4
Set me, Lord Jesus, As seal on Thine heart; Jealousy’s cruel as Sheol, And love’s strong as death, Jealousy’s cruel as Sheol, And love’s strong as death. Much water cannot Quench love, nor do floods drown it. All man could give for love is contemned.
When I sing this song I feel as though the Lord and I are singing a love song to one another. I find myself head over hills in love falling in love with him.
Today was just a day when it would appear the world had gotten the best of me. Yet all through the day the first stanza of this song kept playing through my head. When I arrived home i immediately came on here and played this lovely melody and these beautiful words. My heart just wanted to sing it out to the Lord. It just made me see how much the world is vanity and how incredibly loving our Lord Jesus is. I worship You Lord for all things!
Praise the Lord for such a sweet song. I first sang this song in the Southeast College Conference of October 2002 in Simpsonville, South Carolina. I thoroughly enjoyed that time. This song is a constant reminder of that enjoyment of the Lord, and the wonderful fellowship with the saints. Furthermore, this song reminds me that I and the rest if the saints need intimate time with the Lord as often as possible. After all, this is how He feels toward us. Amen.
When I sing this song I become saturated and permeated by the Lord's Spirit. My cheeks become full and I smile from ear to ear. I enjoy how precious and dear the Lord Jesus is.
The more I sing this song the happier the Lord Jesus is within me. He loves to hear us all tell Him we love Him. My eyes turn into dove's eyes. His Spirit is within me and outside of me. He is the BEST—-a Lamb sooooo precious and dear.