Song of Songs 4:12
You are a garden enclosed
my sister, my bride;
a spring enclosed, a sealed fountain.
---- Mine,
To Me, it matters not how far you have fallen from grace and wandered away from My love. Every time you stray you wound Me. But nothing matters when you return to Me repentant and contrite for having given in to temptation. I forget your transgressions. All I know is that you have returned and I lead you to the place in My Heart that is belongs to you alone and once again, I gladly lavish and ravish Your soul with My Love, mercy, and grace.
You are a garden enclosed
my sister, my bride;
a spring enclosed, a sealed fountain.
---- Mine,
To Me, it matters not how far you have fallen from grace and wandered away from My love. Every time you stray you wound Me. But nothing matters when you return to Me repentant and contrite for having given in to temptation. I forget your transgressions. All I know is that you have returned and I lead you to the place in My Heart that is belongs to you alone and once again, I gladly lavish and ravish Your soul with My Love, mercy, and grace.
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