Sunday, September 9, 2012

Cry On My Shoulder

My Beautiful Bride,
You are never alone, My beloved. When you hurt, I hurt, and it breaks My heat to watch you cry without Me. I am here with you, desiring to be the shoulder your tears fall in. I too walked the world broken, My love. We will work through any and all things together, My bride. I can and will heal your broken heart. Call out My name, Jesus, in your dark hours, and I will hold you. Will you give Me a chance to love you back to life again? I promise that you will see the light if a new day and joy will come again.
Love,
Your Prince
Who will wipe away your tears
"He will once again fill your mouth with laughter and your lips with shouts of joy." Job 8:21

My Prince of Peace,
You truly are the love of my life, and Your Bride is crying out to You know. Yes, come hold me while I cry. How it comforts my soul to have access to You anytime. I love knowing I am not alone in the dark. Thank you, my Prince, my Lord, for reaching down from heaven with Your loving hand and wiping away my tears. Hold me until all is well with my soul again. Remind me when I hurt that You are just a prayer away.
Love,
Your Bride
Who longs to be in Your arms always
"But in my distress I cried out to the Lord; yes, I prayed to my God for help He heard me from his sanctuary; my cry to him reached his ears."
Psalm 18:6

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