Behold, a Marriage.

 



Could I reach the point

Of your turning heart?

Could I twig the shame?

Pull your pride apart?


No it wont be me

Though I try so hard.

May compulsion come

Through the Spirit’s part.


And the Bride will grow

Loving Jesus so.

Not a strain in Love

Coming from Above.


(*We shot the above image while in beautiful Quebec City.)

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