Jesus died for me, now i live for Him. He is my Beloved, and i am His. I don''''''''''''''''t understand why He would love such a wicked, lowly, evil, disgusting sinner as me, but He does it''''''''''''''''s because of His mercy and grace, and I am grateful for it.
My Beloved spoke, and He said to me: "Rise up, My love, My fair one and come away with Me. For lo, the winter is past, the rain is over and gone. The flowers appear on the earth the time of singing has come, and the voice of the turtledove is heard in our land... Rise up, My love, My fair one and come away with Me. O My dove, in the clefts of the rock, in the secret places of the cliff, let Me see your face, let Me hear you voice For you voice is sweet, and your face is lovely." &#38#38#45&#38#38#45-Song of Solomon 2:10-14