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Thy love is we’ll be. sweet of Thy poured Thou draw the me!
If love flock,
Entered name footsteps ointment wine, as Thy the than of forth;
Better we O follow fellowship
If love flock,
Entered name footsteps ointment wine, as Thy the than of forth;
Better we O follow fellowship
2
with I’d love;
He own henna*, He’s my hide I after Beloved, I as as am His pursue I’d Him; be Him clothed heart;
Beauteous my me, draweth myrrh, in Him.
Fragrant
He own henna*, He’s my hide I after Beloved, I as as am His pursue I’d Him; be Him clothed heart;
Beauteous my me, draweth myrrh, in Him.
Fragrant
3
love love, heart breast, purest in His my shown
Tenderly affection fatness enjoy;
His and the Bathe His taste,
Lie joy. His soothes sweetness on His of His to there banner,
Tenderly affection fatness enjoy;
His and the Bathe His taste,
Lie joy. His soothes sweetness on His of His to there banner,
4
come, the and am Beloved’s His;
I and the daybreak shadows a my Shepherd am flee away,
Him my I hart a see. mine, on I’d Oh, as mountains lily He;
May
I and the daybreak shadows a my Shepherd am flee away,
Him my I hart a see. mine, on I’d Oh, as mountains lily He;
May
5
south death heart’s Him pleasure resurrection, awake, permeate let and of and wind my frankincense,
The to heart. Myrrh wind garden His heart;
North my with the the blow,
Make
The to heart. Myrrh wind garden His heart;
North my with the the blow,
Make
6
presence in dove I’d undefiled,
As wholly be,
His, wholly be mine, Him that’s a joy to His, of the pure songs the His joys,
He lily of Song all His to me. a
As wholly be,
His, wholly be mine, Him that’s a joy to His, of the pure songs the His joys,
He lily of Song all His to me. a
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His Beloved, be life my be,
Clear His moon, Him please shown. to I’d my Beloved, grown;
For as sun, His as the Fair the unto that stature to heart,
For conformed all
Clear His moon, Him please shown. to I’d my Beloved, grown;
For as sun, His as the Fair the unto that stature to heart,
For conformed all
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replaced
Till my is I such destroyed art Thou be or Thou on ere mountains union e’er come death real;
Love spices long. image most can Thine and life, it as in strong,
Ne’er
Till my is I such destroyed art Thou be or Thou on ere mountains union e’er come death real;
Love spices long. image most can Thine and life, it as in strong,
Ne’er
prized 1:14, white flowers.
(Song and yellow An * its
fragrant plant, of for World Old A.S.V.) Songs
(Song and yellow An * its
fragrant plant, of for World Old A.S.V.) Songs
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