Song of songs 8:14
Come my love come! Make me pure, make me whole Come my love, come I long for you, let us be one I belong only to you
Come my love come Like a deer on the mountain of spices Come my love, quickly come My prince of peace Be with me forever
I imagine roaming over a hill,
A green hill in golden sunlight
Smelling the herbs growing in the sun,
each of them with their own color
I imagine The Prince of Peace coming from above
Calling my Name
Come to Me, My love
Come to Me.
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