Rejoice, for the Bridegroom cometh!
to lift up His beloved's head!
Her eyes long for the light of His glory!
He's coming for her, just as He said!
Much preparation has wearied her.
Her eyes want to close in sleep.
For joy, she knows but a little longer,
she'll be forever His treasure to keep!
Sing with the bride, ye mountains!
Light up for His passage, ye skies!
Celebrate the joy that awaits her,
As into the embrace, of His love, she flies!
Don't begrudge her the honor He gives her!
He's been the light of her eyes for so long!
In Him's been her hope for her future,
assurance of His love, her song!
Make haste to brighten her countenance
and be greeted by rapturous cries!
The Lord of her heart, raises her up
to dwell where love never dies!
The waiting is nearly over.
Only ONE thing absorbs all her gaze,
the fiery, far distant horizon,
With the force of His presence, set ablaze!
The trumpet call sounds from on high
It's His own breath that plays the blast.
While He descends to gather the one,
who's love and beauty, was promised to Him ages past!
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