Love untold, so very bold, and never cold;
Dream desire of my soul.
Arms strong, where I belong, nothing wrong;
Passionately I crave the whole.
My Lord, my Lord, my Shepherdess Lord, guide me in your way,
For I have no home, so alone, no place to lay my head and stay.
Your eyes aflame, no blame, no shame;
Deep longing of my heart.
Your nectars flow, not slow, from below;
To be fully fed, not in part.
Spirit, O Spirit, Sweet Spirit of Light, illumine the path of Life
Through this dark and dying and decaying world of strife.
Your veil open – divine parting, inviting –
My desperate hunger to be filled.
Oh! Sweet scent, holy mint, lover’s tent;
My crying spirit would be thrilled!
My Governess, Redeemer, my only Hope, pity this poor soul
As I vanish to nether shade, to the darkest depths of Sheol.
Dearest Shepherdess, I have made my choice,
To follow where you lead, where ‘ere that may be.
Only open your gate that I may come to your voice,
And walk behind you into pastures I cannot now see.