The Bride of Christ
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In the 1990's the LORD gave me a vision of what had happened to HIS Bride. If I was a
painter I could have painted it. I can still it. The church had fallen asleep on her throne
but even though, she had not lost her status.
The Bride of Christ
The Bride of Christ tis a sleeping she was
till a drop fell from Heaven above,
A drop of anointing and deep cleansing
it was a drop full of His great love.
For He had adorned His beautiful maiden
and arrayed her in garments so fine,
She once knew of His great power,
His love, His mercy and His joy divine.
But she had forgotten of her first love
and chose to live for herself,
when suddenly from Heaven above
that drop of love she felt.
Now her eyes He has opened
and her heart, her precious Lord has cleansed,
her garments again white and spotless
for His Righteousness He has placed within.
And now, all of the demons tremble in fear
for His maiden has arose,
she has taken back her rightful place
to once again crush all of His foes.
Written by:
Marilyn Jennings
Copyright © Marilyn S Jennings | Year Posted 2015
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