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There's a stirring in the throne room And all creation holds it's breath Waiting now to see the bridegroom Wondering how the bride will dress And she wears white And she knows that she's undeserving She bears the shame of history With this worn and weary maiden Is not the bride that He sees And she wears white head to toe But only He can make it so
When someone dries your tears When someone wins your heart and says you're beautiful When you don't know you are And all you long to see Is written on His face Love has come and finally set you free On that wedding day On that wedding day
She has danced in golden castles And she has crawled through beggar's dust But today she stands before Him And she wears His righteousness And she will be who He adores And this is what He made her for
When the hand that bears the only scars And heaven touch her face And the last tears she'll ever cried Are finally wiped away And the clouds roll back as He takes her hand And walks her through the gates Forever we will reign