Each time he comes my love is like a stag upon my hills.
In stance and gaze and word he shows my pleasure’s what he wills.
“Arise, my love, and come away, let nothing us forestall.
The fragrances of nature bid us both to give our all.
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Arise, my fair one, come away. The clefts and cliffs will shield.
I’ll see your face and hear your voice while we, in love, are healed.
The winter’s gone, the spring is here, the vineyards blossom wide.
So let us seize what joy is here that nature does provide.
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Photo: by Diana Parkhouse on Unsplash
Source: Song of Solomon, 2:8-15
Text: David Alexander, 2021 CC BY-SA
Tune: Ach Gott vom Himmelreiche, Public Domain
Score: https://www.smallchurchmusic.com/2019/Score/TheBridegroomSoon-Himmelreiche-Chords.pdf
Audio: www.smallchurchmusic.com Used by Permission
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