By Cynthia Pace January 18, 2010 |
"I am "His Bride."
Made whole
From His Blood.
I have been washed clean
From any iniquities.
He Has placed
A new robe
Upon my body
With a mantle
Of only
His Choosing.
It is like no other.
He paid a great price for me:
And I am truly His.
I stand beside you.
You are as
My Beloved.
I will not
Turn around.
I will not
Walk away.
I will
War with you.
I will Help fight your battles.
I am not
'Afraid to die.'
I have
Nothing to lose.
But
Everything to gain
With Love!!!"
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