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Who is This

Language: English

Who is this that cometh out of the wilderness like pillars of smoke, 
perfumed with myrrh and frankincense, 
with all powders of the merchant? 

Tell me, O thou whom my soul loveth, 
where thou feedest, where thou makest thy flock to rest at noon: 
for why should I be as one that turneth aside by the flocks of thy companions? 

Until the day break, and the shadows flee away, 
I will get me to the mountain of myrrh, and to the hill of frankincense. 
Thou art all fair, my love; there is no spot in thee.

Submitted by Malcolm Wren [Guest Editor] and Trevor Weston


Musical settings (art songs, Lieder, mélodies, (etc.), choral pieces, and other vocal works set to this text), listed by composer (not necessarily exhaustive)

Text added to the website: 2018-05-14.
Last modified: 2018-05-14 05:18:25
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