Letter for Hosea – v2

A holy king chose me, to be his wife,

I was dressed in fine linen, Clean and white

A man approached me, Showed me his kingdom

Great pleasure for my flesh, but i know this is whoredom

But the pressure pulled me to hold his hands

Sinful treasures of this world I glanced

I gained his wealth, but I was blind and deaf

A drop of tear from heaven

I was unfaithful and defiled

Unqualified to be your wife

Brought you pain and scars

and tears in your eye

You looked beyond my faults

Because you saw my needs

Undeserving but you called

and promised a vow for me.

I couldn't feel my husbands presence

I was judged guilty and condemned,

The man who defiled me was delighted

As I was walking stripped and naked.

Throughout my walk I hear him whispering

I'm a slave desperate to be redeemed

But how can I beg when I know my sins

A drop of tear from heaven

And then my husband came to pay the price

All the shame the times I've been defiled

Pain in his eyes reaching his arms to me,

There is a reason that's why I let you free.

I Have redeemed the you are my wife

Death hold before but I gave you life

I'll remember your sins no more

For you'll reign With me in that city.

Undeserving but you called

and promised a vow for me.

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