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My Wedding Day of Hallowed Rest

My wedding day of hallowed rest. My Lord — not too soon nor too late. My eyes looked up and danced as He descended and I rose. Oh look! I smile! O gentle son of God. The praise of lifted hands - the joy of church. Forth jubilee good angels longed to see. The day is here! Clean cut - our groom has come and we rejoice above the earth so far from grace. How long despairing chins of hate. But we adore the groom — we are his bride! 6/18/2019

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Jennifer Proxenos

Date: 6/20/2019 8:02:00 AM

A faithful write Kim depicting your heartfelt joy and yearning for that Day of Praise, The Groom, the gentle Son of God, whose bride you are! Hugs, Jennifer.

Kim Rodrigues
Date: 6/20/2019 9:14:00 AM

Thank you, Jennifer! What a day of joy!

Caren Krutsinger

Date: 6/18/2019 3:46:00 PM

A sweet write. Loved this part: "Forth jubilee good angels longed to see."

Kim Rodrigues
Date: 6/18/2019 9:18:00 PM

Thanks a bunch!