Since God loves me so much, I have come to terms that He wouldn't let me be satisfied by anything or anyone apart Himself.
I mourn and fast
because the Bridegroom has been taken away.
He is away and absent
Things are not well
Things are not well
Until He returns
How can I sleep
When the Bridegroom is absent
When He is not among our midst
He will come at night like a thief
He will come on His white horse
When I see Him,
I will be satisfied
I will be complete
Look up,
and wait
and keep watch!
He is returning
He is coming back
He is preparing us rooms
Like a lovesick bride
We wait and keep watch
I wait and I keep watch
Today might be the day He returns.....
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