Rise up, my love
(SATB with divisi, unacompanied)
From the Song of Solomon Composed by David Rain
rehearsal)
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smellThe good grapegivea tender vineswiththe
smellThe good a grape ten give der vineswiththe
voice Andthe figs green forthher tethtreeput fig The
voice Andthe figs green forthher tethtreeput fig The
land inour heard is turtle turtle,the ofthe
land inour heard is turtle turtle,the ofthe voice Andthe come birdsis singingof ofthe time figsThe green forthher tethtreeput fig
land inour heard is turtle turtle,the ofthe
turtle,the ofthe voice Andthe come birdsis singingof ofthe time figsThe green forthher treeputteth fig
A land inour heard is
(With a sense of slowly moving off into the distance, from here to the end of the song)