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My Beloved
My Beloved is my Friend
Who made my crooked path straight.
In my heart He did create...
A bond that has no end.
My Beloved made me accepted
Clothing me in His Word
Our relationship perfected;
My greatest prayer answered.
My Beloved is mine.
He brought me past the gate
Into a garden divine,
His luminous royal estate.
I am my beloved's, and my beloved is mine:
he feedeth among the lilies.
Song of Solomon 6:3
Julie Pisacane © 2008
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