Ode Of The Bridegroom - John Michael Talbot

Listen my daughters

Listen my bride

You are found to be lowly

You are found without pride

And the King seeks the beauty

Of the lowly and the poor

You have knealt down to worship

So obtain your reward

You will enter in glory

In a robe spun with gold

And embroidered in heaven

Your grace is foretold

And behind you are virgins

Shall carry your train

As you enter the kingdom

To be wed to the King

So listen my daughters

Listen my bride

You are found to be lowly

You are found without pride

So your name will be blessed

To the end of all time

And the nations will pray you

As the King’s gentle bride