Rose Of Sharon
I am a Rose of Sharon
A lily of the valley
As a lily grows
Among the thorns
Love in this world
Has found me
As an apple tree
Among the trees
That grow deep in the forest
My lover's form is comely
With life and limb most joyous
Rise up my love and come away
the rain is over and gone
Your love is the fruit of my darkest day
And I am your Rose of Sharon
His gentle hand lies under my head
His shoulders turned to face me
I shall not stir him from my bed
While he doth so embrace me
Oh bring me wine to pass the time
Though none but him can soothe me
I am my beloved's
And he is mine
Desire for his pleasure moves me
Rise up my love and come away
the rain is over and gone
Your love is the fruit of my darkest day
And I am your Rose of Sharon