In his shade I delighted and sat down,  
And his fruit was sweet to my taste.
He brought me into the banqueting house,
And his banner over me was love.

Sustain me with raisin cakes, 
Refresh me with apples, 
For I am sick with love.

His left hand is under my head, 
And his right hand embraces me.
I adjure you, O daughters of Jerusalem, 
By the gazelles or by the hinds of the fields, 
Not to rouse up or awaken my love 
Until she pleases.

Sustain me with raisin cakes, 
Refresh me with apples, 
For I am sick with love.

Sustain me with raisin cakes, 
Refresh me with apples, 
For I am sick with love.

Rest Yourself Under the Tree

Song of Songs 2:3b-7

Bit by Bit, Little by Little (with guest sisters)

Written by LA Young People during the 2021 High School Conference (October 22nd-24th)! Based on 2 Thessalonians 2:10.

1. I will not call the bitter sweet
The dark as light, I will not eat
The idols' and the demons' food
I choose to only love the truth!

CHORUS:
Lord, we receive the love of the truth
In an age of deep confusion
Refusing the lie, Your truth we will buy
We'll treasure and cling to You.

2. That God exists, I can't deny
I won't be drugged by Satan's lie
I've touched the light, His presence true
In Him, the darkness I refuse!

3. Though some reject the way they're made,
The Potter's hand made no mistake
The Spirit in my spirit speaks, 
The way I've made brings life and peace!

4. Lord Jesus, You're reality
Your word brings light and life to me
Renew my mind and heal my sight,
Be all my musing day and night.

5. Lord, in Your church we come again,
Beneath an open, crystal heav'n
Enlightened, constituted to
Be built a pillar of the truth!

The Love Of The Truth

I Long for Fellowship in Spirit

Lord Jesus Christ, Our Heart Feels Sweet

My Solomon
You’re so affectionate
Draw me to Yourself
With the kisses of – Your mouth.

Dearest King
The virgins all love you
But I’ve been brought forth
To enter in Your chambers now.

Fairest one
I’m black in my own eyes
But comely in Your sight
Why, I’ll never understand.
You’re a cluster of henna flowers to me
Blooming in the vineyards of Engedi.

My Shulammite
This is the Song of Songs
Which belongs to Me
I share it all with you – So come away now!

Country girl
Fairest of the fair
My intimate friend
You know what’s in my heart.

Little mare
We’ve worked in you crown
Lovely golden braids
Filled with studs of silver.
You’re a flower among thorns to Me
Among the daughters you are My lily.

(Bridge)
So as the winter trials start,
And when idleness frosts my heart
My beloved says to me,
Come away
I’ll come away.

My belov’d
Hold me in your arms
Lie between my breasts
You’re beautiful my love.

O My dove
You’re beautiful to Me!
Oh, you are beautiful!
Beautiful, indeed.

Mingled now
Indeed our bed is green
We’ve found our place of rest
Our mutual abode.

Here I always will give you my love
O come quickly, make haste my belov’d.

My Solomon (Cover)

Dearest Lord You've Called Us Here

Oh Jesus Lord I Love You (with vessels)

1. Prod me with Your loving hands,
Stir me from my deep impasse.
I long to flee this stagnant rut;
My soul, my prison, deadened lot,
Which end is just to taste Your wrath;
So set me on the narrow path.
Thorns and thistles may line this road
But it leads me to the mutual abode.

2. Lift me up with Your mighty hand
Above this frenzied earthly land.
Set me on the mount to see
What the world can offer me;
Till I see the vanity from on high
And earthly desires I bid goodbye
And set my eyes on You.

Bit by Bit, Little by Little (with guest sisters)

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