You dropped your light of hope, your beacon in the window.
You are playing the harlot.
I have loosed your cord of scarlet.
Daughter of inquity what am I to do with thee?
Bride that was to be, you are gone away from me.
You dropped your light of hope, your beacon in the window.
You are playing the harlot.
I have loosed your cord of scarlet.
O, daughter dark yet lovely, a price is set before me
Bride that's yet to be, this I will pay for thee.
O daughter dark yet lovely, a price is set before me
O, bride that's yet to be,
O this I will gladly pay,
I will gladly pay,
I will gladly pay for thee.
And whatever the price,
Oh, whatever the cost,
Whatever it might be, surely you must know,
You are worth it, you are worth it to Me
You are worth it to me, Oh my bride
So I will go, I will go,
I will buy you back.
So beautiful, so lovely, you are to Me.
You see, the world may look on the outside,
They see something not worth it.
But I will look on the inside,
There I see something beautiful to Me!
Oh, pure and spotless, blameless one you are, in the end.
There I see something beautiful to Me.
All together lovely, before the Day I will come to make you Mine.
So whatever the cost, surely I will pay it.
Whatever the price, surely I will pay it.
And I will gladly give up my life,
I will gladly come
I will become like one of you
I will go through the struggle like one of you
I will show you My love by suffering,
I will show you My love, oh, the deep part of Me,
I will show you my love by suffering as one of you,
And then surely you will know My heart,
And surely you will know the debth of Me,
And then surely you will know eternity in Me.
So I will go, I will go,
I will buy you back,
And you will be mine
Gonna show you in whatever way I can,
I'm gonna show you the debths of My heart
Listen, Oh, daughter.
Oh consider, and incline your ear
Don't you see? See how the King,
He desires your beauty far above all else.
You are the favored one
Listen, Oh daughter, consider this,
See how the King desires you, He desires you
See how the King desires, He desires you,
O from the debths of My soul, far above all else,
You are the one my heart yearns for.
Whom is this groaning?
Whom is this longing?
Coming from the heart of God,
Crying out, crying out to a bride
Such a groaning, such a churning, a yearning for you...