Kingdom  Come

If to our hearts,  your Kingdom dwells
O’ Temple,  body,  stand upright
Instruct our soul away from Hell
With visions clear both day and night  

Stitch our thoughts as woven cloth
To wrap your children warm and bound
With fragrance sweet of prayers not lost
To find your Heaven’s realm . . . renown  

You are the First . . . You are the Last
The God that binds the marriage true
Our breath of life,  that we stand fast
As your Bride . . . O’ blessed Groom  

Unto my soul,  your Kingdom come
Your Finger of Fire,  I will not deny
You cast out demons and they run
You lift up souls,  you hear their cry  

If I should climb Mount Zion’s peak
Then to this world,  I not return
If I should fall,  found stumbled weak
You lift me up . . . how I have learned  

O Israel,  you are to me
As His face,  I have not seen
Yet to my soul,  both came to be
As real as Light beyond our dreams  

                                                                      Amen

                                                                                                             Michael

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