A new day is dawning for the brethren of the Son.
Brothers and sisters calling, “Come see the Holy One.”
His glory shines quite brightly, in the darkness of the storm.
Let Satan’s kingdom rage, better yet, let it be warned.
His is the Church Triumphant, though some would speak her scorn.
A bride above all others, though her glory has been worn.
From a sinful world she rises, GOD’s love her every breath.
Bends down to the downtrodden, and holds them to her breast.
Her love is pure and holy, for saint and sinner alike.
GOD’s love is her light shining, pushing back the darkest night.
One day she will be spotless, presented to her Groom.
In that day she will be fawning, her Lover risen from the tomb.
– Jim Pappas