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How the Bride Sees Her King

Your Name is flowing oil

Your chamber is cloud filled

You are like a tied up bundle of myrrh resting over my heart

You are like a bouquet of sweet henna blossoms

You are pleasing beyond description

You are so winsome

You are as the finest fragrant apple tree

You stand alone above all the other trees of the forest

There is no one like You.

Your love is unrelenting

Your sweet promises refresh me

You leap with joy over mountains

You are as graceful as a gazelle

You dance as a deer

You blossom within my heart

You are like a young stag

You are my soul’s true love

You are the One I adore

You are my Beloved

You are the Holy One

You are perfumed with myrrh and frankincense

You are surrounded by sixty mighty ones

You breathe Spirit winds

Your life is me is sweet spice

Your melody awakens me

You have cleansed my life

When You speak to me my soul melts

The fragrance of Your suffering love flows through me

You shine in dazzling splendour

Yet You are still approachable

Your leadership is pure and dignified

You wear a crown of gold

You see everything with Holy Spirit revelation

Your insights are beautiful and without distortion

Your eyes rest upon the fullness of the river of revelation

Your face shows such fullness of emotion

Your power is unlimited

Amen