I will seek him whom my heart loves.
I sought but did not find him.
And our heart too craves.
We search but too often we cannot find him.

The watchman came upon me .
On their rounds in the city.
With new sight they could see me.
And in their eyes was pityHave you seen him whom my heart loves.
Scarcely had I passed them.
When I found whom my heart loves.
Our hope need never be dumb.

We must be meek .
If we are truly to seek.

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I seek whom heart loves.
I sought but did not find him
But still my heart craves

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See Song of Songs 3: 1-4