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Capitol City

I am a captive
   and a prisoner of your affections
    draw me with robes of purple
      wrapped with cords of silver  
              let me embrace you
 ten thousand times ten thousand nights
        with four times as many days
        until I can no longer distinguish
that there are two            but only one   us
                   and upon my lips
        the exclamations of exaltations

         you have produced prosperity
           for all peoples of the lands
      enlarged the bounties meant for all
Words of healing spring forth like waterfalls
           that saturate a thirsty earth
        a  river that descends to all nations
your generousity       the filling       of every table
    and the wine of gladness            every cup
until one cannot see     and end ever to your goodness
    forgotten the former times      like a nightmare
          no longer able to be remembered
                    take me in your net
                 thread me with your song
                  where the dance of joy
       has filled the courtyard      of our home  
                              Oh Zion
                  the capital city of the King
         and you oh barren woman will give birth
                     for your repurchaser

                the treasures of the nations
              being collected together the gifts
             that will adorn the Kings storehouse

             will flow the restoration  of all things
     Every gem of kindness     decorates your halls
      the true wealth of the nations belongs to you
             and your surpassing loving kindness

  I will extoll before you and all the families of the earth
                       You oh Royal Residence
                        decoration of the nations
           to be filled with the Song of the Bridegroom     
                          and the Song of the Bride
                    the crowning birth of the Diadem
                      the nursery for the nations
                       for you shall raise them up
with tender compassions and the milk of loving kindnesses
         and kindle a longing for the attributes of love

                   This gift is for you Oh Israel
                       the dwelling your maker
                    has constructed to house you
           Within Jah has placed the well spring of life
                 the everlasting presence of your King              
                       Amen , come Lord Jesus
 
sources Isaiah 54 , 62
Revelation 21 ,  22
 
 
COPYRIGHT © 2011 C Michael Miller
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Copyright © | Year Posted 2014




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