Rose of Sharon

I am a Rose of Sharon
A lily of the valley
As a lily grows
Among the thorns
Love in this world
Has found meAs an apple tree
Among the trees
That grow deep in the forest
My lover's form is comely
With life and limb most joyousRise up my love and come away
the rain is over and gone
Your love is the fruit of my darkest day
And I am your Rose of SharonHis gentle hand lies under my head
His shoulders turned to face me
I shall not stir him from my bed
While he doth so embrace meOh bring me wine to pass the time
Though none but him can soothe me
I am my beloved's
And he is mine
Desire for his pleasure moves meRise up my love and come away
the rain is over and gone
Your love is the fruit of my darkest day
And I am your Rose of Sharon