“And all this assembly shall know that the Lord saveth not with sword and spear: for the battle is the Lord’s, and he will give you into our hands.” 1 Samuel 17:47 KJV
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Rise up my bride, soil not your gown.
Release the sword from your delicate fingers.
Rest in peace as I stand guard.
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Your war is finished, the battle finally won.
Now the chamber waits with sweet fragrances
Of sanctioned prayers,
Washed clean with bottled tears.
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Step up with me,
Safe within my arms,
In the place you never doubted would come.
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Today we stand as one,
Faith upon Faith,
Truth within Truth,
Life into Eternity.
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Written 2-6-2002
