I am truly his rose,
the very theme of his song.
I’m overshadowed by his love,
growing in the valley!
Song of Songs 2:1
Some have promised before to give me all my hopes and dreams
But it was all lies and a promise to be broken
But for you, you’ve promised me better than my hopes and dreams
Your adventure into the great unknown has proven more satisfactory
I’m still learning what it’s like to be a bride
It’s not an easy role to walk in
Isn’t it better for me to be like a mother than a bride
A mother doesn’t require beauty to be loved
But you’re pursuing me, my friend, my groom
Showing me I’m worthy of betrothal, worthy of adoration
When you display the expectations of a groom
I find myself desirable… At last
You call me friend, beloved, perfect
Of course I’m nothing without you
Because my beloved, my friend, you are perfect
I’m learning what it’s like to find my all in you
May you be the only one I desire
the only one that satisfies my soul
Erase the name of the ones I still desire
Let me forget every lovers face but yours
You adorn me with gifts so precious and intimate
Delighting in not just what I do, but who I am
Your ways of intentionality redefines “intimate”
How is it that you see me as a lily among brambles?
Oh my true love show me who I am
You have given me the name “Rejoice”
Teach me how to walk in who I am
You have made me your bride, You, the great I Am
