The Wedding Feast

Adorned in riches sits the honored Bride,

    Object of His never dying Love:

    He paid the dowry, brought her now Above

And whispers of Grace—for her crucified.

The Wedding Feast around them spreads so vast:

    They feast and dine on lamb and drink new wine,

    And at their sides there sits a regal lion;

While many guests, their homage pay, file past.

He tells her of His Love that never dies;

    And she looks out across the Crystal Sea

    And asks, “How could have You loved me?”

He draws her closer and hears her quiet sighs:

         Whispering to her of His Sacrifice,

         He causes her to understand and know

                                        Her Christ!

- D. Benning
August 1980