Song of Love
Hallowed sound, oh song of love
You carry me so high
Made and measured up above
Without you I would surely die
I turned my head to hear
Lifted softly by the gentle word
I know my love is even near
The sweetest sound I ever heard
The song of love is playing
On the gentle breeze
It’s wooing, truly saying
Come closer to me please
Copyright © John Squires | Year Posted 2015
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