Oh Adonai, be exalted by my love coming in the
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Heavens as rain,
With so many drops upon You, my Lord, how could
It be said that my heart is vain.
Accordingly, the sheep raise not an umbrella so
That my affection, my devotion, my admiration for
You gets everything in the heavens and on the
Wherefore, only the goats scream out, "Is he done, yet!"
For the beauty of Your everlasting reign
Expresses my attraction to You, symbolic to rain,
Oh Adonai, my heart belongs to You, as well as,
The conscious thoughts in my brain.
I love You, my Lord and my God.
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