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First Love
Lord, give me strength to stay pure
Lord, give me strength to grow
and when you whisper his name to me
Lord please just let me know.
My fate is in your hands Lord, God
My desires are all yours, too
I want to be a perfect example
of how to live like You
Lord, help me to remember the real romance
always present in my life
It comes from You and only You
I am like Your loving and devoted wife
You have saved my soul
and made me new
I am Your pure and loving bride
waiting patiently until the day I can finally be by your side.
Lord, help me to be the woman I need to be
when the day comes for me to marry.
Lord, send me the man You chose for me
and I will try to not become weary.
I know that now its hard
to look past my own hopes and desires
Lord, forgive me for having my own motives
Throw them into the burning fire.
But when that day comes,
Lord I will stand at the altar, white as snow
and think of You and all You've done
and remember how much You've made me grow.
This poem is just about letting go of my own hopes and ambitions for my life. I am not actually married yet; I am waiting on the Lord to reveal to me who it is that I am supposed to marry. As many of you know, its hard to wait. But, I have learned to put my trust in God and know that He will not tempt me beyond what I can handle, and this is just a growing time for me. I know most of you are married on this site, but to all who are not, be patient. Wait on the Lord. He has created the perfect man/ woman just for YOU. Eventually, in His perfect timing, He will allow it to all work out, and will bless you beyond belief if you just put the situation in His hands. God Bless!
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