The daughters, virgins of God, Awaken and INCLINE thy Ear TO Him, FORGET THINE OWN people, they father by flesh his house, AND COME TO the King Desiring your Beauty. Bride Worship Him. Hid Beauty FAIRER THAN the children of men. His Lips the Lips of Grace, FOREVER Blessed. The enemy of the King IS SLAIN with His Arrows. The Bride, His Body, Her Garment GOLD and WITHIN Bride IS Glorious. Enter the Palace of the King, in the Bride all the Children, Thy Children You MAKE princes.
The heathen souls RAGED WHEN He Uttered His Voice. The Lord IS WITH us the Lord AND His HOST. BE STILL AND Know that He IS God and WILL BE EXALTED, SUBDUE ALL His, UNDER Us, His Body, Feet. Christ our Inheritance, our King, His Body PRAISES, REJOICES, SINGS. ALL that HAVE Understanding Know, and ARE Gathered with EVEN the people of the God of Abraham. The Daughters of Judah, REJOICE. BECAUSE this God IS OUR God, Guide even unto death. He OU R ONLY Way, Passage over into Eternal Bliss.
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