Arms Of Sophia

Boys are raised up now not being taught their worth That they are born violent and what's worse The Shepherd's hand is pulled away from the human curse So I take my comfort in the arms of Sophia My dearest lady lays down upon my bed And in her sweet bosom is where I lay my head I am nursed back to health when I enter into her stead So I take my comfort in the arms of Sophia Milk overfloweth from your mouth and crystals from your eyes Wings cover up your beautiful face and lips as lush as the sky You art thy guard of my holy light So I take my comfort in the arms of Sophia So I take my comfort in the arms of Sophia