Lover

Lover of my soul,
what mortal man can compare to thee?
Thou who has shed
thy life’s blood for me.

Leave not my side,
nor hide thy face from me.
Stay, evermore,
by my side for eternity.

Take this corruptible flesh,
and clothe me in immortality.
Oh, lover of my soul,
What mortal man can compare to thee?

Copyright © by Jodi Woody
June, 10th, 2000