I’m drunk in Your sweet love, as fresh as dew
|I’m drunk in Your sweet love, as fresh as dew.
Love, sweeter than the sweet, saturate me anew!
Love tightly holds my hand, leads on always;
I on Your bosom rest, all Your love to taste.
How I long, O Lord, in Your love to feast,
Let Your love o’ershadow me;
Your banner over me is You, Your love,
For Your love is naught else but Thee.
|You’re my most precious love, my only One;
The object of my love is Yourself, Lord, alone.
If merely You impart redemption, love,
I know that to my heart these won’t be enough.
How I yearn, O Lord, for Your very self!
I know deep within, You are all.
You, Lord, so full of love, are all I seek;
You alone all my heart enthrall.