Something beautiful thatís what you are Lord.
Yes, Wonderful, Counselor, Prince of Peace,
Magnificent One, Glorious Father, Precious One,
Beloved, Master, Loyal Friend, Bridegroom,
Faithful, Slow to Anger, Holy is Thy Name Ö
Merciful are your ways.
When we are sinners and proud, when we are angry
and overwhelmed, when we are sad and distraught or
even happy and merry, your thoughts are always on us.
Perhaps that is too hard for us to comprehend, but it is
true for the child who belongs to you, Lord.
You have no other motives other than loving and perfect-
ing us for yourself. You canít wait to have us near you
and shower us with this love and companionship. I am
amazed at your longing and pining over your Beloved Ones.
It is like a suitor who canít wait for his wedding day to
come. You have a wedding day prepared for us, Oh
Precious Bridegroom, Glorious Father, to whom no
man has ever seen the like. You prepare it with tender,
warm blessings for your Bride.
It will come quickly and be of great joy.
It will not end.
It will not become old, tedious or worn out, but instead be
kept fresh, new and alive by your hand. The fruit of it will
be luscious and sweet that hangs from the Bride and each
shall have itís fill of it.
The vine is my Son and I am the supplier and tender of this
fruit says the Lord and I am the one who will cause a great
banquet with it.
Prosper now you who are fruit bearers for it shall provide much
glory in my coming Kingdom. My grace I give unto you Ė
Bear much fruit.