A Shulamite He's seeking as molten lava flows for the beauty of His love volcano bellows blow. In His temple day breaks and shadows flee.
A shulamite awakened His love stirring me. Oh barren are those whose hearts are not ravished by thee. A shulamite drinking from the waters flow, the bread of life she's feasting, intimacy of God to those below. Enthroned upon my heart is He, a shulamite I‘ll be. A covenant of blessings ransomed by He, as Jedidiah touches me.
Poems with love by Vanita P. Allgood
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Ah! The Shulamite from Song Of Solomon. King Solomon’s advances were rejected in favor of a lowly shepherd. Such faithful love must always be returned. Do we not all hope for such constant devotion. Lovely expressions. Read mine –O Dearest Love - Adeline