Marriage

Oh the infinite-eternal does now live inside of me
And the point that is the central is the point from which I see
All You are in glory, oh and all Your endless Love
That You are and You’re only and we are surely enough

So opening my heart’s door, now I gladly ask You in
And from this Union Your Power will be given place to Live
Taking all that we are and arranging us in New Ways
As in circles we walk and learn who You are Today

For each new and precious morning is a New Facet of You
And as we process Holy Union, we become more and more Truth
For as we receive You in our Being, all that is can now be seen
And we know what we are seeing and You’re all that can ever be

And all that we are is always, for all that we are is You
And You will show us all things as we have faith to choose
For the wave of Truth is coming whether or not we can see
But only if we will believe You will we be able to receive

Partaking of the Promise that’s been given to our hand
We take our place of authority as Kings of Promised Lands
We rule from the tops of mountains and we create brand new designs
As we send out Holy Fountains of Yahweh’s River of Life

Wearing crowns of intercession and laurel wreathes upon our heads
We are now Yahweh’s expression and we live to give Him breath
As He breathes Life to creation, He will breathe it now through us
And we’ll breathe new holy nations as we abide in endless Love

Then we’ll grow, expanding borders as we build in Holy Faith
As we know His Righteous order and are given Holy Grace
Now in ever-increase splendor we shall never cease to shine
As in Christ we live forever as His Holy, Righteous Bride. 

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