The Eternal Bride
Waiting in purity, longing for the Groom’s return Clothed in white, I wait for You.
My heart is steady, my love is true.
No shame remains; You took it all.
I hear Your whisper, I hear Your call.
The world may mock, but I won’t fear.
Your gentle voice is always near.
I hold my lamp; its flame will stay.
I watch the skies; it could be today.
No silver crown, no earthly fame.
I only long to praise Your name.
My Groom, my King, my one desire.
Your love consumes me, holy fire.
The trumpet sounds, the clouds will part.
I’ll run to You with all my heart.
The wedding feast, the table set.
The greatest day I won’t forget.
Forever Yours, forever mine.
Love unending, pure, divine.
About the Creator
Noman Khan
Start writing...Mix equal parts anthropologist, biologist, geologist, and artisan, stir and heat in the heart of Pennsylvania Dutch country, sprinkle with a heaping pile of odd life experiences. Half-baked.
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