in Your fields is where You found me
gathering on my knees
gleaning the remains of a harvest
when Your veil, it captured me.
i was a harlot in your throneroom--
a deer panting by the river's side--
but now we dance here on the threshing floor,
bridegroom and trembling bride.
where You go, i'll go.
and where You stay, i'll stay as well.
where You go, i'll go.
and where You stay, i'll stay too.
in Your garden's where you found me,
calling out on my knees.
searching for my beloved,
for the romance that He breathes.
when you call out, "i am here!
come and drink deeply from my stream--
rivers lush with intimacy,
flowing over lips and teeth."
i will follow, i will follow close behind.
around my neck, around my chest
let love and faithfulness bind.
and the dust of Your feet
will coat my tongue and i will sing.
i'll sing, oh! i'll sing...
