The Lord is longing for His Bride

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The Lord is longing for His Bride,
  All glorious within.
His heart will then be satisfied
  When she is fit for Him.
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’Tis by the Word the church is made
  Holy and pure as He;
All spots and wrinkles it removes
  That she His Bride may be.
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We must redeem these golden days,
  Eating the Word in prayer,
Amening every line and phrase,
  And thus for Him prepare.
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Oh, how the Word doth penetrate,
  Spirit and soul divide,
Revealing every hidden weight
  For us to lay aside.
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Lord, how we thank Thee for Thy Word,
  Living and operative.
Oh, for Thy coming, we are stirred
  Ever by it to live!
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Lord, make us those who bring Thee back,
  Who satisfy Thy heart.
Now by Thy Word supply our lack,
  Make us Thy counterpart.