Long in the past, it came to God's mind
That He'd create a virtuous bride,
And make a world on which she would thrive,
How He'd enjoy the cool of the day,
When He would walk that beautiful place
With His true love! -- till she bought a lie
That tore her away.
Oh, in His heart He loved her so!
He would not just forget, He would not abandon his bride!
So He said, "To My cherished one I'll go,
And with blood I'll redeem,
And with water wash clean
My beloved and she will be Mine."
This act of love performed for her sake,
Melted her heart; her soul was awake!
Freed from her guilt, and brimming with joy,
His hand she would take!
And before long, the trumpet shall sound,
Calling the bride, caught up in the clouds,
Bringing her home, to where she belongs:
The Father's house!
See, the new earth and heaven are here,
Gone is all death, and gone are all tears,
(The) Lamb and bride, together at last,