Testo di The Gift

How silently the purity the wondrous gift is given For love has made a way for us to come into your presence You are the bridegroom take us in your arms We refuse anything that hinders love We're making ourselves are ready for the consummation in fine linen, pure With the sound of intercession filling the golden bowls We are bursting in your beauty It's the joy of being love sick... The pleasures of loving you We plant our lives in the soil of your love And we watch them grow and bloom The aching longing to see you face to face To behold the stain of love our groom You said you would not share your glory With another one….. We are not another... We are your beloved We are making ourselves ready - for the consummation Arrayed in fine linen clean and bright With the sound of intercession filling up the golden bowls We are bursting in your beauty and your might And the prayer room in heaven and on earth has come together And your reign of love will rule the universe It’s the joy of being love sick... The pleasures of loving you So spread your blanket of love Over your love sick ones Let love flow now. The spirit and the bride say come Comfort your love sick ones Let love flow now.