I love the Lord so when He started speaking to me about my besetting sin I knew I had a real struggle on my hands, it was a straight choice between a close walk with Him or my darling sin although I would still be saved.
There was a song in my head, one of those oldie's choruses, the tune was pretty naffo but the words were pure diamond. I knew the Holy Spirit was placing in my hands the key to victory, so I started singing, the song goes like this,
I have been crucified, crucified with Christ
and I live no longer I but Christ lives in me
and the life that I now live I live by the faith

Ephesians.c.3.vs.9-10. ...and to make all men see what is the plan of the mystery hidden for ages in God who created all things, that the manifold wisdom of God might now be made known to the principalities and powers in the heavenly places.

Song of songs.c.2. My Beloved is as a gazelle or a young stag. Behold there is my Beloved stood behind the wall, gazing in at the windows, looking through the lattice.
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DOVE SONG.
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My Dove is stood beyond our wall
and can I leave Him there?
He bids me join Him where He is
His shame and loneliness to share.
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I was awaked with heart asleep
My Dove was at the door
He wooed with tender words of love
and I could make Him wait no more.
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My Dove put His hand to the latch
my heart thrilled with delight
I rose to open up to Him
but He was gone into the night.
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Song of songs c.2. My Beloved is as a gazelle or a young stag. Behold there is my Beloved standing behind the wall, gazing through our windows, looking through the lattice.
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SPOUSE SONG
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Jesus looking in the window
oh is He calling me?
"arise belov'd and steal away
the winter is gone you can see."
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Fair flow'rs in the earth appearing
fragrant blossoming trees
voice of the love dove fills the land
awakening love as it please.
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Sustain me with raisins
refresh me with apples
for I am sick with love.
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My Lord is as an apple tree
beneath His shade I rest