4/2/2008 - SONGS GIVEN THROUGH "TONGUES"

Song of songs.c.2.v.9. My Beloved is like a gazelle or a young stag. Behold, there He stands behind our wall gazing in at the windows, looking through the lattice.

DOVE SONG

My Dove is stood beyond our wall

and should I leave Him there

He bids me join Him where He is

His shame and loneliness to share.

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I was asleep with heart awaked

my Dove was at my door

He wooed with tender words of love

and I could make Him wait no more.

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My Dove put His hand to the latch

my heart thrilled with delight

I rose to open up to Him

but He was gone into the night.

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Sustain me with raisins

refresh me with apples

for I am sick with love.

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My heart had failed me when He spoke

I sought but found Him not

I cried to Him in my distress

My Dove, my Lord, forsake me not.

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Oh where is my Beloved gone

and my Dove where is He turned

city girls talk much about love

but there's a love which cannot be learned.

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Sustain me with raisins

refresh me with apples

for I am sick with love.

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There is my Belov'd, my Dove

He's pasturing His sheep

see Him gathering His lilies

I knew my heart's pledge He would keep.