It’s a sacred promise made in true love
It’s a hope kept through many lonely years
But the love inside is pure and strong
It’s a promise kept with the Lord’s strength
A grasp that holds us through the sorrow
And releases us into a beautiful bond
We hold on knowing the struggle is worth it
Knowing that the joy is far greater in the end
More than that, it’s a calling from the Lord
A command he gave us for our good
And so we shall wait for that beautiful day
The day when God finally grants us the joy
The tears from our lonely, aching hearts
Will turn to tears of thankfulness and laughter
Like a flower that blooms in the spring
When the Lord finally brings us that someone
The one person to be ours
May it be, even now, a sacred moment
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