Lyrics And Miriam Took A Timbrel In Her Hand - Royal City

And Miriam Took A Timbrel In Her Hand

Drunk on the floor
With hurl in my hair
You were lovely to me in the city
You mystify me
With rage and in happy fire
I shall be called
My delight is in her
All of my joy
Satisfied in thee
And Miriam took a timbrel in her hand
And all the women set forth
Horse and rider drowned in the sea
I shall be
My delight is in thee
With rage and fire, dancing and song
And dancing and singing to thee
With rage and fire, dancing and song
And dancing and singing to thee