This prophetic revelatory poem came on the wings of song in His secret place.

Oh the beauty of My bride

Oh the splendor of My bride

There’s no one like her

There’s no one so fair

No one so radiant

As My Bride.

Oh the beauty of My bride

Do you see the beauty of my bride?

There’s nothing  so pure

There’s nothing so clean

As the beauty of My bride

I’m making her heavenly

I’m making her glow with my beauty

I’m making her glow with the glory

Of My presence

I want heP to know

Oh please let her know

That there's nothing that beautifies her like My Presence

It makes her so white

Resplendent with light

It makes her so fair

It makes her shine like the sun.

My Presence

She only needs My Presence

It will make her wedding dress pure as the sunlight

White as the moonlight

On the darkest night

She needs nothing else

But My Presence.

How I want My bride

How I love My bride

She’s making herself pure

Making herself white

With the glory

With the radiance of My Presence.

This is her wedding dress..

My presence!

Lillis Boyer