Ode Of The Bridegroom

Listen my daughters
Listen my bride
You are found to be lowly
You are found without pride
And the King seeks the beauty
Of the lowly and the poor
You have knealt down to worship
So obtain your reward
You will enter in glory
In a robe spun with gold
And embroidered in heaven
Your grace is foretold
And behind you are virgins
Shall carry your train
As you enter the kingdom
To be wed to the King
So listen my daughters
Listen my bride
You are found to be lowly
You are found without pride
So your name will be blessed
To the end of all time
And the nations will pray you
As the King’s gentle bride