I was feeling a bit lonely earlier today and asked the Lord if He had a song for me today and I hear right away "Right Here Waiting For You".....
My Bride, I am right here, right here with you waiting for you, I know it’s lonely, I get lonely too waiting. Just hold on to Me, and we will get through. It will not be in vain your faithfulness to Me, you know My love for you will never fail. Is My Bride perfect, yes she is, she is perfect in My eyes and in My heart as I love her so very much and long to be with her even more than she wants to be with Me, I know she doesn’t see it, but it is so very true My heart aches for her and her alone, as I can do nothing but wait for the Father to say I can come for her, I am sure it will not be long now as all of the preparations have been made for our happy day and all of Heaven is waiting too for her arrival. I am dressed and ready for her, how perfect is she her heart is pure white and 3 Thy lips are like a thread of scarlet, and thy speech is comely: thy temples are like a piece of a pomegranate within thy locks. Song of Solomon chapter 4.
4 Thy neck is like the tower of David builded for an armoury, whereon there hang a thousand bucklers, all shields of mighty men.
5 Thy two breasts are like two young roes that are twins, which feed among the lilies.
6 Until the day break, and the shadows flee away, I will get me to the mountain of myrrh, and to the hill of frankincense.
7 Thou art all fair, my love; there is no spot in thee.
8 Come with me from Lebanon, my spouse, with me from Lebanon: look from the top of Amana, from the top of Shenir and Hermon, from the lions' dens, from the mountains of the leopards.
9 Thou hast ravished my heart, my sister, my spouse; thou hast ravished my heart with one of thine eyes, with one chain of thy neck.
10 How fair is thy love, my sister, my spouse! how much better is thy love than wine! and the smell of thine ointments than all spices!
11 Thy lips, O my spouse, drop as the honeycomb: honey and milk are under thy tongue; and the smell of thy garments is like the smell of Lebanon.
12 A garden inclosed is my sister, my spouse; a spring shut up, a fountain sealed.
13 Thy plants are an orchard of pomegranates, with pleasant fruits; camphire, with spikenard,
14 Spikenard and saffron; calamus and cinnamon, with all trees of frankincense; myrrh and aloes, with all the chief spices:
15 A fountain of gardens, a well of living waters, and streams from Lebanon.
16 Awake, O north wind; and come, thou south; blow upon my garden, that the spices thereof may flow out. Let my beloved come into his garden, and eat his pleasant fruits.