Shining and radiant,
Dazzling in beauty,
Love robed in victory,
Joyful in glory.
He was betrothed to a blood covered Bride,
He sits on His throne ’till she comes through the gate.
One day she made an amazing discovery,
The One she had shunned,
Was her true escape.
She looked at her feet and found they were shackled,
She looked at her hands and saw they were bound.
She looked at her robes and found they were darkness,
And all of her riches were muddied and weak.
Her enemy awaited , in a pretense of fairness,
He bribed her with honey, bitter to taste.
Wooing her sweetly towards the wrong gate.
She happened upon a clear pool of water,
And saw her appearance, realised her mistake,
She called on Love’s Passion,
He came to her rescue,
She was embarrassed by her crimson state.
He climbed down from brilliance,
And set free her future,
And though it was painful,
The blood of His mercy,
Made sins dark crimson,
As righteous as snow.
Now she stands covered in Loves’ tender mercies,
Trinkets and tokens,
Held in open hands.
She stands on the earth ground,
Offering the incense,
Pouring the oil and the perfume around.
People around her don’t see her for darkness,
But blind eyes are opened when good news is found.
Invites are made to the upcoming wedding,
True Love returns during signs of the times.
Heralds attendant as destiny opens,
Inheritance given, Gods’ kingdom reigns!
