Musings Of A Waiting Bride
Many are the woes in my mind.
by Juvie Gubat
Marching and mocking, they surround my heart.
Must I stand broken and forlorn as an abandoned bride,
Misery and scorn my only marks with nothing to delight? No!
My peace and my salvation come from Your eternal Promise.
Morning by morning Your love and faithfulness secure me.
Make me steadfast and pure by the power of Your Word.
May my gaze never wander from Your Statutes, which are my comfort and my delight.