I'm a rose of Sharon
Lily of the valley
As a lily grown among the thorns
Love in this world has found me
As an apple tree among the trees
That grow deep in the forest
My lover's form [bad word] 
With live and limb most joyous

Rise up my love [bad word] away
The rain is over and gone
Your love is the [bad word] of my darkest day
And I'm your Rose of Sharon

His gentle hand lies under my head
His shoulders turn to face me
I shall not stir him from my bed
While he does so embrace me
Oh bring me wine to pass the time
Though non but him can soothe me
I am my beloved's and he is mine
Desire for his pleasure moves me

Rise up my love [bad word] away
The rain is over and gone
Your love is the [bad word] of my darkest day
And I'm your Rose of Sharon