Your Bride Awaits
How long will it be Lord?
Oh how long our dearest God
Until we're in your presence
Where the Holy Angels
trod?
How long until we gather
On Heaven's bright and peaceful shore
Where there is no more pain and sorrow
And death waits for
man no-more?
Your Bride is in agonyLord.
Oh She's in such travail.
She waits upon Your coming
Like a ship waits to
set sail.
We look up toward the Eastern skies
For Your sign. But we find none.
O God how long before You
Send Your Only
Begotten Son?
Heaven seems so out of reach
And Oh so far away.
We wait and watch so patiently
As we go through each
day.
We keep searching toward the heavens
In hopes that You'll appear.
But all we find are empty clouds.
Oh how we need Your
presence here.
Just how long will it be dear Lord
(Oh! Won't You tell us true)
Until You come for Your sweet bride?
She yearns to be with
You.
Our hearts are growing weary
Lord. Our eyes are filled with tears.
We keep longing for Your coming.
Will it be days or
months or years?
This world is filled with trouble,
Lord In pain and deep despair.
We can't wait for You to take us home
Where the Son shines
everywhere.
We want to walk on streets of gold
And see those Pearly Gates
Where there's happiness and love inside
And our dear sweet
Savior waits.
© 2008 by Vickie Lambdin
Poetry by Vickie Lambdin Treasured Thoughts Vickie is a Heavenly Inspirations author. This poem may be used in its entirety with credits in tact for non-profit ministering purposes.