HE'S THE ONE I LOVE IN THE MORNING
He's the one I love
in the morning,
He's the one I love
at noon.
He's the one at
evening twilight,
He's the one at
midnight gloom.
He's the oak and
I'm the ivy,
He's the potter,
I'm the clay.
For my Lord and me,
there'll never be a parting day.
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