There’s a ^Cstirring in the throne room And all cr^Gmeation holds its ^Fbreath Waiting ^Cnow to see the bride groom Wondering ^Gmhow the bride will ^Fdress And she wears ^Cwhite ^Gm

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And she ^Cknows that she’s undeserving She bears the ^Gmshame of histor^Fy But this ^Cworn and weary maiden Is not the ^Gmbride that He s^Fees And she wears ^Amwhite, head to ^Ftoe But only ^AmHe could make it ^Gso

When someone ^Amdries your tears When ^Fsomeone wins your heart And says your ^Cbeautiful When ^Gyou don’t know you are When all you’ve^Am longed to see Is ^Fwritten on His face When ^Dmlove has come and finally set you ^Ffree On that wedding ^Cday ^Am On that wedding ^Fday ^C

She has ^Cdanced in golden castles And she has ^Gmcrawled through beggar’s ^Fdust But to^Cday she stands before Him And she ^Gmwears His righteous^Fness She will ^Ambe who He a^Fdores ^AmThis is what He made her ^Gfor

When the ^Chand that bears the only scars And heaven touch her face And the ^Flast tears she’ll ever cry

And the ^Amclouds roll back as He takes her hand And ^Gwalks her through the gates ^FForever we will reign