What is this want that I cannot fulfill?
Who is my wife, my bride, and where is she?
I pray for her, whoever she may be,
that when we meet, it shall be in Your will,
and we would love, and walk in love, until
she freely gives what she would want to me,
not grudgingly, or of necessity,
and I will give my heart to her as well.
I want to marry, and will not repent,
for better I should marry than I burn,
but till such time, I pray to be content,
and such contentment gladly shall I learn
because I know Your love. She shall be sent
and given as a gift I cannot earn.
~ by Michael Rew / Email: witness@psonnets.org
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