Yes, I will be your priest and build a Holy fane In untrodden regions of my heart unclaimed And in the very midst of this quietness Imaginary sanctuary will I dress When moonlight sleeps on the frosted hill I see your love come dance in the misty vale At your gentle pass I go remembering About the fragrant woods, of every vanished spring Let me be your choir, let me be your own And you, the heart's desire, fill my heart alone I search the dreamy night In faithfulness I stop to rest And light the light My love says "Rise, my love And come away Your home is in the moonlight Mine's in another day" So I launch out on the tide Across the unknown sea My love calls to me Calls to me Calls to me Calls to me I follow Yes, I will be your priest and build a Holy fane In untrodden regions of my heart unclaimed And in the very midst of this quietness Imaginary sanctuary will I dress