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                                   I long, and wait expectedly, 
                        Oh, Bridegroom! Your Bride longs for Thee!
                           To hear that longed for trumpet blast 
                                 "The Bridegroom comes!"
                                        The shout at last!

                             I've waited long, beneath the stars
                            Of dreams eternal, a Love that's ours
                              My oil low, I've trimmed the wick
                          We hope, we pray, You're coming quick!

                               I watched the inky Eastern skies
                               The fifteenth Day, diamond arise
                              Venus swept low, as morning Star
                                     I prayed my Groom,
                                    "Us! Where You are!"

                           My Groom bent in, my heart to kiss
                                     Glorious thoughts,
                                        but still amiss
                                
                             Oh, all the prophesies of You
                                     Oh Lord my King,
                                  They Will Come True
                        And how we wait, breathless with pain
                               Oh, Come Thou Bridegroom
                                        Back Again!

                            Soul weary Lord, of toil and war
                          The weapons fire and horrors sore
                          The blood of babes cry out to You
                            Messiah, Come, Oh King so True

                      The furnace smokes, it's Fires Smolder
                   The flaming stokes, The heat grows bolder

                         Again I watch the Eastward skies
                         You'll come with fire in Your eyes
                           A ringing sword, a trumpet blast
                       Oh King! Messiah! Your rule at Last!

                       Gone the hate in eyes that smolder
                      A rule of peace, upon Your shoulders

                            I long, and wait expectedly, 
                  Oh, Bridegroom, Your Bride longs for Thee
                    To hear that longed for trumpet blast 
                          "The Bridegroom comes!"
                                  The call at last!

                    I've waited long, beneath the stars
                   Of dreams eternal, a Love that's ours
                      My oil low, I've trimmed the wick
                  We hope, we pray You're coming quick!

                            Till then, be our Light 
                                  Shine Inside
                            Through this dark night
                               Behold Your Bride
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