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Lily of the Field
- Lily of the Field -
A Hymn of Praise to Lilith
Little Lily of the field,
For me, thy heart eternally doth yield.
Little Lily of the field,
Thy beauty, from mine eyes, I must shield.
The sun doth shine upon thy face,
Showering thee with heavenly grace.
Little lily of the field,
To thee, my heart eternal doth yield.
Oh maiden fair, God’s child born,
Thou dost shine alongside the Star of the Morn!
An angel thou art, in the form of flesh,
Thy grace is eternal, thy youth ever fresh.
God made thee not for man’s sake, alone,
For the Light Divine, in thy eyes, hath ever shone.
Sweet Lilith, Angel of the Light,
Goddess of the blessed Night!
Little Lily of the field,
For me, thy heart eternal doth yield.
Little Lily of the field,
Thy beauty, from mine eyes, I must shield.
The sun doth shine upon thy face,
Showering thee with heavenly grace.
Little Lily of the field,
To thee, my heart eternal doth yield.
From thy throne in the Under-earth,
A thousand children, thou hast given birth.
At each one’s rising, the owls do screech,
Reminding them of the power within their reach.
They reign as princes, at the Mother’s side,
In the shadowy kingdom, where she doth abide!
Sweet Lilith, Angel of the Light,
Goddess of the blessed Night!
Little Lily of the field,
For me, thy heart eternal doth yield.
Little Lily of the field,
They beauty, from mine eyes, I must shield.
The sun doth shine upon thy face,
Showering thee with heavenly grace.
Little Lily of the field,
To thee, my heart eternal must yield.
Thy arms art full of comfort and love,
Thy heart is noble, like a snowy white dove.
Thou art the first of all women made,
Thou art the Princess of the realm of shade.
Thou art the Mistress of all secret things,
Thou art the Queen, who reigns above kings.
Sweet Lilith, Angel of the Light,
Goddess of the blessed Night!
Little Lily of the field,
To thee, my heart eternal doth yield.
A Hymn of Praise to Lilith
Little Lily of the field,
For me, thy heart eternally doth yield.
Little Lily of the field,
Thy beauty, from mine eyes, I must shield.
The sun doth shine upon thy face,
Showering thee with heavenly grace.
Little lily of the field,
To thee, my heart eternal doth yield.
Oh maiden fair, God’s child born,
Thou dost shine alongside the Star of the Morn!
An angel thou art, in the form of flesh,
Thy grace is eternal, thy youth ever fresh.
God made thee not for man’s sake, alone,
For the Light Divine, in thy eyes, hath ever shone.
Sweet Lilith, Angel of the Light,
Goddess of the blessed Night!
Little Lily of the field,
For me, thy heart eternal doth yield.
Little Lily of the field,
Thy beauty, from mine eyes, I must shield.
The sun doth shine upon thy face,
Showering thee with heavenly grace.
Little Lily of the field,
To thee, my heart eternal doth yield.
From thy throne in the Under-earth,
A thousand children, thou hast given birth.
At each one’s rising, the owls do screech,
Reminding them of the power within their reach.
They reign as princes, at the Mother’s side,
In the shadowy kingdom, where she doth abide!
Sweet Lilith, Angel of the Light,
Goddess of the blessed Night!
Little Lily of the field,
For me, thy heart eternal doth yield.
Little Lily of the field,
They beauty, from mine eyes, I must shield.
The sun doth shine upon thy face,
Showering thee with heavenly grace.
Little Lily of the field,
To thee, my heart eternal must yield.
Thy arms art full of comfort and love,
Thy heart is noble, like a snowy white dove.
Thou art the first of all women made,
Thou art the Princess of the realm of shade.
Thou art the Mistress of all secret things,
Thou art the Queen, who reigns above kings.
Sweet Lilith, Angel of the Light,
Goddess of the blessed Night!
Little Lily of the field,
To thee, my heart eternal doth yield.
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