RAVISHED

[MIRIAM JACOB]

RAVISHED


The wholeness of what He did for me
On that cross at Calvary...
Was yet unknown to my heart...


Like a marriage bed
He wooed me, and we wed...
By His Body, torn apart...


With fully drawn embrace
He sought out my wretched face...
Hid midst shame I did not see....


Wiped the tears and blood red stains
Washed me up then scribed His name...
On His new bride, which now was me...


Oh I cannot loose my grip
Nor will I leave His ship...


I am locked within His arms
Ravished now and safe from harm...


Lovesick joy, and complete bliss
My own Jesus, heaven's this...


© IRIS WOYTOWICH