Poem

The Bride

Oh glory, oh blessed is the Lion of the tribe of Judah
Who was and is and is to come
For ages gone and time pass You have not changed
Gracious You are toward us
Comforting are Your waters and rains of Your foundation
You open up the deep to flood my heart with Your goodness

The fact that I am unworthy of the praise of men

This does not deter You from considering me
Bestowing grace upon grace upon my head, my cup runs over
Levels and levels of Your glory and faith have overwhelm me
Mood swings of this age have not influenced our hearts

Your Love is a burning eternal flame
With torrents of unquenchable fire You have baptized
The wood, hay, and stubble from our midst
To purify us and make us clean before You
A bride prepared for the Son
The Spirit and the bride say come, Lord Jesus

The bride say we love You our betroth and we commit our lives to You
The Holy Spirit says I will teach and prepare Your bride like Esther.

Inspired by: Holy Spirit