The Son has bound himself in love
to His beloved bride,
She has his Spirit and his Word
He’ll never leave her side.
He’s had us in his heart, for sure,
He loved us ‘fore we met
while still enslaved by sin’s allure
and owing justice death
He took our sentence on his head
and suffered all its weight;
He took the awful sting of death
and sheltered us by faith.
He loves me for he loves his church,
the Lord is Gomer’s joy,
We sleep with hearts awake and search
to hear our Bridegroom’s voice.
Ah, king of love, our Jesus, come
to marry your betrothed!
we faint to be with you, God’s Lamb,
and be in glory clothed.