The Bride...

Pain is the friend of the down and the out,

It makes weak the hopeful,

It makes strong the doubt,

It comes in like a brother a sister or friend

but it tears up the healing and breaks what will mend.

It cannot exist with forgiveness and truth.

For despite all of it, pain is the proof.

to be forgiven greatly, causes great love

and to love one another, we must give pain up...

Pain is the father of fear who makes scars.

The creator of nothing, but of all that which mars,

all of our hopes and all of our dreams come down to nothing,

but one simple thing.

"Father forgive them,They know not what they do."

The pain of the Savior, never altered His view.

Love is the motive,Love is the choice,

Love rings out greatly,It speaks with one voice.

Make straight the pathway, the King we will choose

Love is the reason despite all are views

My truest devotion,and simplest joy.

Is to put into motion,what Pain can't destroy.

Forgiveness and Love are a key antidote

They give us the function that keeps us afloat.

We are not many, we are chosen its true...

We are the chosen,and though we are few.

We will cry out like a voice in the wild,

with passion thats pure

like a bride undefiled...

We are the echo of all that you are.

You are the beauty,You heal the scar,

We make the paths straight ,so that you may come.

So come, Oh Lord Jesus

Come make us one...

Amen.

(1 John 4:18)

There is no fear in love; but perfect love casteth out fear: because fear hath torment. He that feareth is not made perfect in love.