Muziek van
Paul Merkus
Thou art my Lute

door Paul Laurence Dunbar

Thou art my lute, by thee I sing,
My being is attuned to thee
Thou settest all my words a-wing,
And meltest me tot melody.

Thou art my life, by thee I live,
From thee proceed the joys I know;
Sweetheart, thy hand has power to give
The meed of love - the cup of woe.

Thou art my love, by thee I lead
My soul the paths of light along,
From vale to vale, from mead to mead,
And home it in the hills of song.

My song, my soul, my life, my all,
why need I pray or make my plea,
Since my petition cannot fall;
For I'm already one with thee!