The Song of Songs
Lyrics
the song of songs, the loveliest song
the song of Love, the King
no joy on earth compares with his
but seems a broken thing
his name as ointment is poured forth
and all his lovers sing
draw me, I will run after thee
thou art my heart's one choice
O bring me to thy royal house
to dwell there and rejoice
there in thy presence, O my King,
to feast and hear thy voice
look not upon me with contempt
though soiled and marred I be
the King found me, an outcast thing,
and set his love on me
and I shall be perfected by love
made fair as day to see
All songs ℗ © 1983 Tyndale House Publishers, Inc. and Eden Records, assigned to Creative Measures. The title Hinds’ Feet On High Places, the American edition of the book, and jacket front cover logo © 1977 by Tyndale House Publishers, Inc. Album cover art courtesy of Tyndale House Publishers, Inc.

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