Wedding Festival

Grace to faith and faith to Grace
How I long to see Your face
To feel the warmth of Your embrace
When I’m finished with this race
We’ll all come knocking at Your door
Looking for Your love some more
And when You answer what we’ll see
Will melt our hearts eternally
Your smile builds a better me
It fills my soul and sets me free
I’m filled with joy of Your goodwill
Your breathless bride is standing still
We all can’t wait to hear Your speech
You take a seat and start to teach
I see a child in Your hands
Representing all of man
You call Your bride to gather round
For what was lost has now been found
I rush to get a closer look
And find my name is in Your book
I find myself upon my knees
Soaked with tears for You are pleased

A Christian poem by:  Kenneth Boone

Leave a Reply

Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *

Characters: 0/1000