040-07

I have heard your cry in the night
I have seen the tears you try to hide
The world is fleeting, the pain is real
But love still burns, as strong as death

Come, my beloved, rise and see
There is a garden still for thee
Though all is vanity under the sun
My love remains when all is done

Not by strength, nor by might
But by the quiet flame of love's own light
I am the rose, I am the lily fair
I am the song that meets you there
In the winter of the soul, when hope seems gone
Remember — love still carries on

Come, my beloved, rise and see
There is a garden still for thee
Though all is vanity under the sun
My love remains when all is done

Come, my beloved, come