Inheritance

I leave my hopes for tomorrow at your feet,
and my worries and fears I let fade into yesterday.
Lord, these things have been my clothing.
I find myself becoming more exposed to you.
Wondering without my desires and fears,
Will you come clothe me with Your Spirit and Your Bride,
Will you protect me from the harsh worldly elements.

Lord you have been my clothing in the past.
I have faith that you will continue.

Lord you have not only clothed me
But you have turned that which once enslaved me,
That which I feared and had hoped to change.
You have made that very thing Your tool to set me free.
You have made my captor take part in my release.

Lord you have given me a forethought of You,
My inheritance in the eternal.
You have prepared me through all of this for a richer taste
The purest taste on earth is found in Your bride.
There I inherit the experience of You,
There I taste of You.
You become stronger in me.
You inherit me.
You inherit the Bride
You marry The Bride.

I leave my hopes for tomorrow at your feet,
and my worries and fears I let fade in to yesterday

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