My Lord and King, how utterly vital is my union with You. Your daily presence sustains my soul in righteousness. How unfathomably gracious is the consuming power of Your Spirit inside of me. Jesus, You are my morning star of hope who beckons to my despairing soul when I find myself lost in desolation. Who am I that You would betroth Yourself to me? What is my soul that You would deem it a gem to be placed upon Your crown? In sweet communion, I am reminded of the blessed power of perfected love that never fails. Your love lifts me higher and sets me on the rock. Your peace reaches into the darkest depths to pull me into the light. Your grace steadies me so that when I fall, I can rise again in Christ. All glory and honor belong to my holy King. Under the Word so graciously provided in Revelation 17:14 and the authority of Christ, I pray.
They will make war on the Lamb, and the Lamb will conquer them,
for He is Lord of lords and King of kings,
and those with Him are called and chosen and faithful.
Revelation 17:14, ESV