Midnight in the Vineyard

I’m wrapped in linen, bare to the flame,

He calls my name like thunder in the rain.

I waited long behind these veils of night,

But now he’s here, and the stars burn bright.

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Come lay me down in the vineyard low,

Where the wild winds whisper and the pomegranate grows.

Love like wine, let it stain my heart—

I was made for him, right from the start.

Yeah, this fire in my bones, it’s holy and hard…

Midnight blues from a bride after God.

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He smells like cedar, my king of the fields,

His touch is soft but the ache is real.

I searched through streets just to find his face,

Now his hands hold me like sacred grace.

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Come lay me down in the vineyard low,

Where the fig tree bends and the warm winds blow.

Love like wine, let it flood these parts—

I was sealed to him with a restless heart.

Oh, this passion, it ain’t no façade…

Just a woman in love, after God.

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Don’t wake this love ‘til it’s time to rise,

Don’t chase the moon with no alibi.

But when it calls, and the heart says “now”—

You better move like the vow allows.

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He knocks on my door in the hush of the night,

With eyes like fire and lips like light.

Let the world sleep—I’m wide awake,

With every breath, every move we make.

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So come lay me down in the vineyard low,

Where the river runs and the lilies grow.

Love like wine, aged in the dark—

It’s holy, it’s wild, and it leaves a mark.

Yeah, I’m singing these blues, skin to God…

Just a bride on fire, after God.