My love is like a dove

My love is like a dove

In the clefts of the rock

In the covert of the precipice

That’s where My love is safe.

At this secret place we meet

Here your voice

my love

is sweet;

Your countenance is lovely

And here you’re pleasing to Me.

Let Me hear your voice;

See your countenance;

For your voice is so sweet

And you’re lovely.

Let Me hear your voice

See your countenance;

For your voice is so sweet

And you’re lovely to me.

My love is like a dove

In the clefts of the rock

In the covert of the precipice

That’s where you’re lovely.

At this secret place we meet

Here your voice

my love

is sweet;

Your countenance is lovely

And you’re lovely to Me.