Hymn from Good News by The Stereo Twins

Oh, Father, don't you know that I would love to kiss her mouth
And settle in a quiet place where I would build our house
Then she would mend the garden while I tended to the sheep
We'd glory in each other’s love and pray our souls to keep

I dream at night of building her a glorious marriage bed
Within in a tree where we could see the stars above our heads
The roots that fuse our love would grow so deep into the earth
That every morning would seem like a moment of rebirth

Oh, Father, don't you know I think my time is running out
And would it be so wrong for me to kiss her on the mouth
And grow a seed inside her in our own immaculate way
In honor of the simple things let's bow our heads and pray

Hallelujah!

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