MY BELOVED, HE IS MINE
I PRAY THAT SOON WE WILL WED, AND DRINK OF THE NEW WINE
I CHERISH HIM WITH EVERY BREATH I MAKE
I WALK IN HIS LOVE LIGHT WITH EVERY STEP I TAKE
I DAILY REPENT, I REPENT, I REPENT
AND I THANK THE FATHER, THAT HIS SON FROM HEAVEN HE SENT
FOR BY HIS SON'S GREAT LOVE FOR US, MY SINS HE WILL FORGIVE
THUS I SHALL BE CLEANSED, AND IN HEAVENLY BLISS WE SHALL FOREVER LIVE
MY BELOVED IS COMING! MY BELOVED, HE IS COMING!
MY BELOVED, HE IS GREAT AND MIGHTY! HE IS A GLORIOUS KING!
MY BELOVED, HE IS COMING, AND HE WILL SOON BE HERE
I PRAY THAT HE WILL FIND ME WORTHY, AND THAT I WILL HAVE NO FEAR
FOR IT IS A FEARFUL THING TO FALL INTO THE HANDS OF A LIVING GOD
FOR THE LORD IS COMING TO SMITE THE NATIONS
AND RULE THEM WITH AN IRON ROD
THUS SAYETH THE LORD, "WARN MY PEOPLE THAT I AM COMING SOON!
LOOK UP, FOR THE SUN WILL TURN BLACK, AND THEN SHALL APPEAR,
AN AWESOME BLOOD RED MOON!"
(Poem by Patricia Jones)
Song of Solomon 6:3 I am my beloved's and my beloved is mine.
Mark 14:25 Verily I say unto you, I will drink no more of the fruit of the vine until that day that I drink it new in the kingdom of God.
Hebrews 10:31 It is a fearful thing to fall into the hands of the living God.
Revelation 19:15 And out of his mouth goes forth a sharp sword, that with it he should smite the nations: and he shall rule them with a rod of iron: and he treads the winepress of the fierceness and wrath of Almighty God.
Revelation 6:12 And I beheld when he had opened the sixth seal, and, lo, there was a great earthquake; and the sun became black as sackcloth of hair, and the moon became as blood.
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