1
My love is like a dove,
In the clefts of the rock,
In the covert of the precipice,
That’s where My love is safe.
At this secret place we meet,
Here your voice, my love, is sweet;
Your countenance is lovely,
And here you’re pleasing to Me.
In the clefts of the rock,
In the covert of the precipice,
That’s where My love is safe.
At this secret place we meet,
Here your voice, my love, is sweet;
Your countenance is lovely,
And here you’re pleasing to Me.
Let Me hear your voice;
See your countenance;
For your voice is so sweet,
And you’re lovely.
Let Me hear your voice,
See your countenance;
For your voice is so sweet,
And you’re lovely to me.
See your countenance;
For your voice is so sweet,
And you’re lovely.
Let Me hear your voice,
See your countenance;
For your voice is so sweet,
And you’re lovely to me.
2
My love is like a dove,
In the clefts of the rock,
In the covert of the precipice,
That’s where you’re lovely.
At this secret place we meet,
Here your voice, my love, is sweet;
Your countenance is lovely,
And you’re lovely to Me.
In the clefts of the rock,
In the covert of the precipice,
That’s where you’re lovely.
At this secret place we meet,
Here your voice, my love, is sweet;
Your countenance is lovely,
And you’re lovely to Me.