It is my delight to sit in the shade of the garden.
I hear the voice of the one I love,
Leaping over the mountains to capture my heart
O’ lover of my soul I sing songs of joy
Your fruit is sweet to my taste.
Listen... to the sweet melodies of the Creator...
Leading us to the Dance.
Let your heart soar high above,
To the music of the cool night air, while
The Grand Fountain whispers softly,
"Come the winter is past,
The rain is gone, the flowers appear
Their Fragrance fills the Garden.
The time for singing has come!"
As we share in the intimate dance of life.
Psalm 36:7-10, Song of Solomon 2:3, 8-13
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