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Nov 2015
Oh, in you is the answer
to the meaning of my life
and the being of my soul
for without you I am empty and void.
Oh, god who made heaven and earth
made your soul from pure love.
Oh, how you can draw forth my love
like no other.
You are the light that shines in my darkest night
and lights the dark corners of my heart.
With your love the dark and troubled waters
in my soul are calmed.
Oh, blissing to my soul!
you are a love creature
come down from heaven's golden door.
And many are the thorns
you have washed from my soul.
Oh, how can your heart so pure and clean
love this dark and troubled soul.
One who from life's dark and troubled waters was born.
Oh, the star that presided over my birth
has cursed me
because you are not by my side.
and I ever longing, and ever searching
for the golden way to make you mine!
Oh, the way is hard
and the way is unkind
in all my quest to make you mine.
It seems this world is shrouded in darkness.
Such an overpowering darkness that I feel
that presses upon my soul
and my heart withers
like some rose fresh and green
plucked up and thrown into an oven
hotterΒ Β than any known to man.
Oh, hold me in your arms
and say those words I long to hear
"Oh, how I love you so"
and cure this sickness within my soul
and let all sense of time and eternity be lost
as we pass all the days ever to be in our love
forevermore.
Written by
Olan Douglas Webb
362
   Rob Kingston
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