
Cup of blessing
Cup of joy
Cup of suffering
It is the same cup
The cup of My Presence

There is a Tree
That brings authority
To those that are grafted in
It is not their own strength
That backs them up
This belongs to the King

There is a fountain
Which streams go deep
It is the source of Love
We can plant our feet
On its shores
And be blessed from above
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There is a Way
Above all others
Where no fool can go astray
If we abide
In the King’s presence
We are walking on His Way

There is a place
With many mansions
It is the believer’s home
There is no shortage
No lack of space
No enemy can enter in
A cross is the doorway

Beloved daughter,
I made arrangements
For a wedding
With My Son
I chose a bride for Him
One that would be suitable
And I prepared her for the Day
YOU are that bride, my love
Will you trust Me
And place your hands in mine?
Will you marry Me?
(Of course, this is spiritual language, and men are invited to “marry” God as well: to partner with Him in surrender. Jesus Christ is our Groom, but He and the Father are One, so we marry all of God, not just Jesus.)
Read also The Wedding of Jesus

Cast it down
Your dirty crown
Made of crusty substance
I have one for you
That fits much better
It will not rust
I promise

A beating Heart
Searching
For a place to land
BEAMING
With love
Love
LOVE
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Stripped naked
Of its power
The “snake”
That long hold captive
Those that got lost in sin
FORGIVEN
Of all rebellion
God declared MERCY
Previously unseen
Accepted by the FATHER
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