The Bride

Temptation warms our ears, but cannot win our hearts
Lust and greed
They burn like gasoline, raging white like lies
Oh God may your love keep me close
Your strength be my rest
To you i cry out for hope
In this time of need
I must stand firm in You
And know that you will stand with me
Though the flames of hell are near
They will not burn the Fathers bride
Hell will not burn his bride
Bring in the harvest.