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