MY HOME ETERNAL
The mist is gone, the sun had come
I can see my way home afar off.
Its fragrance calling me from behind doors,
Bading me to come to the home that awaits me.
I stood alone with you all on a row
Awaiting the coming of my bride in a long robe.
Her smell savour my taste away from maids,
And healing my wound of love, serving as an aid.
On my way to the plated house of sapphire,
Cherubim welcomes us both with feet of fire.
The seraphim, preparing the banquet for my love,
Where I'm retiring to and spend a season off.
The mist is gone, the sun had come.
We can see our way home, from afar off.
Its smell bade us to come near,
Through the path that seems far.
The mist is gone, the sun had come
I can see my way home afar off.
Its fragrance calling me from behind doors,
Bading me to come to the home that awaits me.
I stood alone with you all on a row
Awaiting the coming of my bride in a long robe.
Her smell savour my taste away from maids,
And healing my wound of love, serving as an aid.
On my way to the plated house of sapphire,
Cherubim welcomes us both with feet of fire.
The seraphim, preparing the banquet for my love,
Where I'm retiring to and spend a season off.
The mist is gone, the sun had come.
We can see our way home, from afar off.
Its smell bade us to come near,
Through the path that seems far.
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