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In the Secret Place

by Jacob Dunbar

You have said, “Seek my face.”
My heart says to you,
“Your face, LORD, do I seek.”

I don’t know the hits you’ve taken

I don’t know the tears you’ve cried

I don’t know how love’s been shaken

All I know that you’re His bride

 

For me to step into your bedroom

Is out of bounds to say the least

The path you take with your bridegroom

How you enjoy your wedding feast

 

I will not judge your consummation

You are safe in your secret place

You need not fear my invasion

Enjoy your lover’s grace upon grace

I will not say you are mistaken

It’s not for me to correct and chide

From only His touch will you awaken

Feel free to run in Him and hide

 

Only His love will bring your bloom

Opinions guised as counsel have ceased

It’s no man’s seed inside your womb

But only that of the Great High Priest

 

So give up any obligation

Trade instead for His sweet embrace

Ignore all scorn and insinuation

Because you choose to seek His face

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