There's Nothing Like the Bride

There's nothing like the Bride of Christ

Her beauty is hidden in simplicity

She's so in love with the Groom

That She always wants to be by His side

Veiled with His Word

and washed in His holy Blood

Without spot or wrinkle

As perfect as she could be

Nowadays, a virtuous woman

is hard to find

It seems like everyone's the same

A modern Jezebel

with make up on her face

Walking and prancing about

With the tinkling of the feet

Dancing and carrying on,

Imagining mischief

Dressed, oh, so modestly

Her hair bouncing like a waterfalls

She speaks in deep sincerity

Love radiates from her life so consistently

Walking in the Light of the day

Her vessel's overflowing with oil

Sharing in His righteousness

A virgin to the Word

On Calvary as Jesus hang

Dyin' up the Tree

His side was pierced

And the second Eve came to be

At Calvary as Jesus died

Dying up the Tree

His side was pierced

And the second Eve came to be

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