Closer

Stand by, my Love, closer to me
And I will, my Love, be with You, eternally.
For ever, the dove, over the sea
When will, the dove, rest on dry land, where we set Our feet.
Water, my beloved, on my bended knee
I ask, my beloved, You to let free
For the urgings of flesh have me captive.
No rest for the wicked
I can not wait. The sinning bait is too strong.
My will is not, at all, long.
The Nightingale song charms.
I fall into my souls' harm.
I call for Your tender mercy.
O come and rescue tenderly, my Love, closer to me.