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I am His Bride
(Thoughts from Song of Solomon chapter 8)
I hear His voice calling high up in the hillsIt is a voice of love and to my heart it thrillsHe wants me to come so we can be togetherMy heart it lost a beat and flutters like a feather
I am His Bride, I am His Bride, and to Him my heart I bringI am His Bride, I am His Bride, and He the Bridegroom King.
I climb and climb but stumble, stumble on my handsI so desired to be with Him and do just as He plansHis call to me continues urging me up higherHis call to me is love, I am His one desire.
I am His Bride, I am His Bride, and to Him my heart I bringI am His Bride, I am His Bride, and He the Bridegroom King.
I see the look, deep in His eyes he urges me to comeMy heart for Him is beating faster than a drumHolding out His Hands and to His arms I swingI am His Bride and He the Bridegroom King.
I am His Bride, I am His Bride, and to Him my heart I bringI am His Bride, I am His Bride, and He the Bridegroom King.
I hear His voice calling high up in the hillsIt is a voice of love and to my heart it thrillsHe wants me to come so we can be togetherMy heart it lost a beat and flutters like a feather
I am His Bride, I am His Bride, and to Him my heart I bringI am His Bride, I am His Bride, and He the Bridegroom King.
I climb and climb but stumble, stumble on my handsI so desired to be with Him and do just as He plansHis call to me continues urging me up higherHis call to me is love, I am His one desire.
I am His Bride, I am His Bride, and to Him my heart I bringI am His Bride, I am His Bride, and He the Bridegroom King.
I see the look, deep in His eyes he urges me to comeMy heart for Him is beating faster than a drumHolding out His Hands and to His arms I swingI am His Bride and He the Bridegroom King.
I am His Bride, I am His Bride, and to Him my heart I bringI am His Bride, I am His Bride, and He the Bridegroom King.
© Alan Watkinson 13th November 2017revised 9th Dec.