Poetry

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REMNANT

Shadows on the wall
Darkness
Nothing but darkness
Eyes dull
The spirit dead

So is the spirit of man without Christ
So is the man without redemption

A light shines forth from the dark
Crying voices in the dead of night
For their Bridegroom to come
For their redemption from this dark place

So is the remnant waiting in anticipation
Knowing that their Bridegroom is near.

TENDER HEARTS

Hands and feet of Jesus
Working and Walking
Where others do not want to go
With tender hearts always serving
Waiting for their Bridegroom to be

On their knees
Always praying
Where others do not see the need
With tender hearts always serving
Waiting for their Bridegroom to be

With tender hearts
They are blowing the trumpets
Everywhere they go
Knowing that their Bridegroom is coming
Awake! Awake! Awake!
Before it is too late

Knowing that their Bridegroom is coming

UNSHAKABLE
With faith like a mustard seed
They are moving mountains
Shadowing in the grace of their Almighty God
Seeking the face of their Bridegroom they continually serve

As they are walking the path of the Spirit
Bringing light and salvation to a dying world
Forbearing much of their own needs
Unshakable in the faithfulness of God

Seeing in the invisible
The Bride stand unshakable
They Bridegroom as their foundation
With the Spirit as their Guide of Truth

Forever unshakable
Forever true
So is the Bridegroom
And His Bride at His side

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