Last Poets - Delights Of The Garden lyrics

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Stream in which I bathe my face

Help me soar above this place

Leave me not to wander

Leave me not to wander

Stream in which I bathe my face

Help me soar above this place

Leave me not to wander

Leave me not to wander

Stream in which I bathe my face

Help me soar above this place

Leave me not to wander

Leave me not to wander

Stream in which I bathe my face

Help me soar above this place

Leave me not to wander

In disgrace, in disgrace

Reason draws itself the line

El Quran the signs define

Let me taste the vintage

Of the vine, divine

Help my feet to enter in

Where the garden streams begin

Save me from the consequence

Of sin, within

Sit me down on thick brocade

Served by youth who never age

Basking in the shade

That never fades

Guide me past that fiery room

Where the inmates that are doomed

Sit waiting

Midst the stench and gloom

Midst the crying and regret

Standing ankle deep in sweat

Vibing on a threat

That came too soon

Stream in which I bathe my face

Help me soar above this place

Leave me not to wander

Leave me not to wander

Stream in which I bathe my face

Help me soar above this place

Leave me not to wander

In disgrace, in disgrace

In the shadow of the throne

Is where I want to make my home

Boundless stores of mercy

There are known, and shown

All the good one could acquire

Large eyed virgins with pure desire

Help me to retire

Beyond the fire

Just watch my mortal soul take flight

And gift me with a sharper sight

Spur me to ascend the higher heights

Of light

Here is where I want to be

Where my soul is burden free

Bathin' in a sea of tranquility

That's for me

Stream in which I bathe my face

Help me soar above this place

Leave me not to wander

Leave me not to wander

Stream in which I bathe my face

Help me soar above this place

Leave me not to wander

In disgrace, in disgrace

Clothed in robes of gold and silk

Lofty mansions custom built

Enchanted springs of honey

And of milk

Surround myself with treasures rare

Peace notes saturate the air

Rewarded for past actions

That my soul did bear

Song my truer self doth sing

Peace and Joy about me ring

Glory to my Lord

The King of Kings

Stream in which I bathe my face

Help me soar above this place

Leave me not to wander

Leave me not to wander

Stream in which I bathe my face

Help me soar above this place

Leave me not to wander

In disgrace, in disgrace

In the shadow of the throne

Is where I want to make my home

Boundless stores of mercy

There are known, and shown

All the good one could acquire

Large eyed virgins with pure desire

Help me to retire

Beyond the fire