Where the radiance of God, the Rose of Sharon, was hung.

Heavenly eyes of Righteousness did peer

Faithfulness lay entombed, so near.

Emerging from the tomb, unimpeded passage ensued.

With burning coals upon my tongue, I dare not deviate.

Compel me to kneel down, to enter a world of understanding.

Self-love soars too high for truth to align.

That I may lead a peaceful life free from upheave.

But worship of them has led us astray, into a sinful flood.

Has led to permissive offspring and dead infants' call.

Their souls forever trapped in its fiery spell.

A refreshing spring within my soul, with the Holy Spirit's rise.

A divine blessing bestowed upon my soul's release.

That my wicked heart may seek solace in its motion.

Thy perfect work in us unlock.

Oh Holy Spirit, bring forth revival within.