Poetry

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My Lord, My Husband.

My Lord with bowed head I stand before you,
I'm not worthy to be called your wife.
For I have been very unfaithful
and deserted you for many years.

I'm so sorry Lord that I've been untrue
been unkind, rebellious and temperamental
In The End betraying You for the other one
that cruel liar and deceiver, that Beast.

Yet You rescued me from that tyrant
Hid me in the desert until I grew free
Taught me tenderly what true love was
and gave me back my dignity.

I wanted to thank you dear husband
from the bottom of my heart
for accepted my other children
those not conceived from your seed.

I'm so grateful You sorted them out for me
for a rebellious kindred they've surely been
Yet Your awesome love won them all
freeing me from having to control them.

And now my Lord, my husband so dear.
I feel almost embarrassed asking you this
My Lord, if..if I have found favour in Your sight,
then please, please let me know You...

...Oh Jesus, a wonderful husband you will always be,
please let me be Your ever faithfully loving wife,
Your gracious love bringing me life again
Your offspring making me enlarge my tent

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