Wayward Bride

5. Wayward Bride

(from Ezekiel 16)
Written by Rachel Wilhelm

Placed in your heart, the stone and the carved image

I gave all you want, but you turn, a soul imprisoned
I drew you from the open field,
Where you were cast and abhorred

My garment, from the cold, a shield, Your body, full, adorned

Chorus:
I will stretch out My hand

I will give to the fire
I will lay all bare
As you climb in the mire

How love-sick your heart, you built yourself a vaulted chamber

Your beauty mirrored death, to run to another saviorO twisted love, oh how you’ve strayedAffections, turned, a lofty place,

Wayward bride, this price the grave Oh how will it be paid?

Chorus:
When I will stretch out My hand I will give to the fire
I will lay all bare
As you climb in the mire

I’ll bring you back to Me, My vow sure, My love still true

And all will see your shame, but I will be atonement for you

If you read Ezekiel 16, the words are pretty stark and powerful. We forget it's in there. This is God's lament.