Let us go forth therefore unto him outside the camp, bearing his reproach.
I come to You, O Supreme King
Outside the camp
Bearing Your reproach
For here I have no rest, no city
For I look for the New City from Above.
Gazing up into Your loving Face
I whisper from the silence of my heart…
“You’re all I need,”
“You’re all I desire.”
Wrap me up in Your embrace
For You and You alone
Are my rest.
In You I hide~
So sweetly leaning on Your breast