Blooming Bride

The Lord is coming soon,

For His beautiful bride.

The church should be without spot.

 Or blemish from the inside. 

He wants us to be faithful,

Loving and true.

We want to be like Jesus,

More and more, we do.

It is His image in which we are made,

It should be in His Word we have stayed.

He turns the sun's harshness into shade.

And it is in His name we have prayed.

Like a rose,

We bloom from inside.

The blushing and beautiful,

Blooming and blossoming bride.

We may be but a single bud,

Yet, we're about to bloom.

Step aside, my angels.

In my Father's house is room.

Rebecca Jones