Song of Songs

How could a country girl like me
　Become Your match-Your bride to be?
　You're holy and You are divine
　But I'm fallen and human.
Without You, Lord, I have no chance
　To be like You in this romance.
　But You chose me at the world began;
　Nothing could change Your plan.

No man or angel ever knew
　This secret hidden deep in You
　That You desired to be one with man
　Before the world began.
Though sin came in to ruin me
　Through Satan's scheme and subtlety
　Nothing could break Your love for me
　To gain me totally.

As King of kings You became a man,
　You died for me-I've been redeemed,
　In resurrection made us queen
　To marry You, my King.
From death You 'rose and entered me,
　I now possess Your divinity;
　In life and nature we're the same:
　Both human and divine.

Lord, in this close, sweet fellowship,
　Lord, be with me so intimate,
　So personal and affectionate-
　A sweet relationship.
Lord, daily change my inward being,
　Lord, all my heart possessing,
　In all my being transforming
　To be Your bride and queen.