Come with Me My Bride, Jesus said…

My bridegroom God, You grab my hand, run all excited, all rejoiced. Your face is glowing, your smile is ecstatic. Your presence is like a tornado, it makes everything around swirl, Your hair is all pushed back by the strong wind of Your Spirit. We run together, Your are holding my hand tenderly tight expressing how I am Yours. You don’t let my hand wander. You sway me and draw me near to Your heart. I can hear Your heartbeat, it beats love. You move me from side to side and You dance with me on the rhythm of Your heart! Oh Jesus, I am so loved by You. I am overwhelmed by the lavishness of the glory covering me. You continue to dance then grab my hand again and we run, we straight-run, we go up… You take me higher and higher. I see rooms, all shining Your glory. You dress me in royalty. You crown me with glory. You fill my eyes with Your beauty. O, You are so beautiful. Love spills out of Your eyes. When You open Your mouth to come whisper in my ear: You are all beautiful, my darling, there is no flaw in you, it is like a fountain that causes Your love to flow out. You are Life to me. You make me holy and blameless. You greatly desire my beauty and delight in it. I will honor You, You are My Lord, I will worship You.