Song 8:1 |Brother

O that thou wert as my brother, 
My dear joint-heir,
That sucked the breasts of my mother! 
The church triumphant, victorious. 
When I should find thee without, 
Looking to and fro for the perfect
I would kiss thee; yea, 
I would bow before your glory;
I should not be despised.

Published by David B. Smith

Author, podcaster, pastor, and Big Pappa to my grandchildren.

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