Friday, 30 September 2016

A Longing For God

Kiss me with the kisses of your lips, for your love is sweeter than wine. There is a fragrance about you; your name is like perfume poured out. Take me with you; come, let’s run away, for we will be happy together. Let me drink deep, and lose myself in love.

How beautiful are you, my Lord and my dearest; how you delight me! Strengthen me with the bread of life, refresh me with living water, for I am weak with love. I feel you close to me, always pulling me to yourself, your right hand caressing me. Ah, I hear my lover coming! Let me see your face; let me hear your voice. For your voice is pleasant, and your face is lovely. Asleep on my bed, night after night I dreamed of the one I love; and in the day I look for you. When I find you I will  hold you tightly, I won't let you go.

You are beautiful, my Lord, beautiful beyond words. Let me eat and drink of you until I am drunk with love! I slept, but my heart was awake, when I heard my lover knocking and calling. I jumped up to open the door for my love, and my hands dripped with perfume. My fingers dripped with lovely myrrh as I pulled back the bolt. I opened to my lover. My Lord you are desirable in every way. I am yours and you are mine.

Turn your eyes away from me; for they overpower me. Among all the enticing things of the world I still choose you, my perfect one - the first born of the Father, dearly loved by the one who bore you. Who is this, arising like the dawn, as fair as the moon, as bright as the sun, as majestic as an army with billowing banners, my lover, my friend.

Oh, come, come that I may see you again. How beautiful you are! How pleasing, my love, how full of delights! Your kisses is as exciting as the best wine, flowing gently over my lips. I belong to you - my lover, and I am your desires.

Come, my dear, let's go out to a quiet place and spend the night together. Place me like a seal over your heart, like a seal on your arm. For love is as strong as death, its jealousy as enduring as the grave. Love flashes like fire, the brightest kind of flame. Many waters cannot quench love, nor can rivers drown it. If a man tried to buy love with all his wealth, his offer would be utterly scorned. Your love is the sweetest, for it have overpowered me. Your love has broken all my resistance and I have no other choice but to respond. I am out of my head in love with you, my dear Lord.

Extracted and paraphrase from the Songs of Solomon. 

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