A rose, white
A rose among the thorns, striped with red.
Stripes of our iniquities...
Stripes of our transgressions...
Stripes of our sin...
How you love the Bride, a lily among the thorns...
Splashed in crimson, yet made white again.
The water flowed red, the
Bride rinsed pure, yet made white again.
Your judgment and compassion surrounding her every side.
Yeshua, may Your Compassion and Loving
Kindness surround the congregation.
YHWH, YHWH, you are compassionate,
Slow to anger,
Abounding in kindness,
Extending kindness to the thousandth generation,
not Your punishment on those who refuse teshuvah but You free from guilt the sincere.
May the parents of the precious beings raise them
in the ways of YHWH.