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Come My Bride

by Brother Jacob © 2021

Come, my Bride, come eat from My table.
Drink of My cup for this is no fable.
Come, my Bride, let's have our dance.
Merriment and bliss; a forever romance.
Come My Bride, I'll show you My Glory.
For there is no ending, to Our love story.

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