You will be a crown of splendor,
And the royal diadem
In the hand of your God,
The Lord your God.
You no longer are deserted,
Or your land called desolate,
For the Lord your God
Will delight in you,
As a bridegroom rejoices over his bride.
You have nothing to hide,
For you've been forgiven.
And you are delivered
By the hand of your God.
The world has tried to claim you,
Tried to give you its own name,
But I can see, and I believe,
He has given you a new name,
And a covenant with Him,
That will never end.
I can see His glory over your face,
His spirit over your life,
Eternal hope in your eyes,
For you have a saviour.
You are rescued and restored,
By the handof your God.
Come, rejoice and sing now,
In the bounty of the Lord.
Come and dance a new dance,
In the joy of the Lord.
Come, restrain your voice from weeping,
And your eyes from needless tears.
Sing and celebrate,
And prepare Him room.
For the bridegroom,
Is coming for His bride.
Put on your linens of white,
Come and be ready.
For your destiny.
He will be here soon.
He will be here soon.
He will be here soon...