The Bride and the Groom

A Nosotros.

THE BRIDE AND THE GROOM
by Manuel Buen Abad (2014)

O, ye, let us come, let us all
celebrate the feast of the Bride and the Groom!
With smiles in our faces and joy in our hearts;
and no need to say, a glass full of wine!

She, the fairest of maids, as pretty as the morn;
He a handsome young man, strong and well built.
Just look at His eyes and then you will see
how happy He is in this wedding of peace!

There stands the tall Groom, eager as a boy;
waiting for Her at the altar of God.
And here we are all, in the best of our clothes
singing and laughing, the feast is now close!

O ye, let us come, let us all
celebrate the feast of the Bride and the Groom!
With smiles in our faces and joy in our hearts;
come now, come soon, O dear love of mine!

She enters the temple, She is walking so slow
as the sun shines at Her back, it’s blinding us all.
But look, what is this? It simply can’t be!
The poor Bride is crying and filled with distress!

Her face is unveiled, Her dress is all torn,
there is dirt on Her skin and tears down Her cheeks;
the scent of adultery strong when She’s near;
and O, horrible thing, Her hands stained with blood!

O ye, let us come, let us all
mock and insult the Bride and the Groom!
For She stinks of sin and He is now in shame
and we cannot bear to attend parties like this!

The Bride barely breathes, now falls to Her knees
and weeps o’er the floor, it’s soaked with thick blood.
O, look how She trembles, how dark are Her eyes,
She’s very deep down in the pit of despair.

“My Love” She whispers, “O, my sweet Love!
I came to You, I tried my best.
But I lost my way and found other arms,
and they proved themselves all treacherous minds.

Now I am not worthy, now I’m sick and frail,
and nothing at all can save Me, but You!
‘Cause I still hope and love and dream
that You will forgive Me and forever be free.”

O ye, let us come, let us all
mourn and shed tears for Bride and the Groom!
Her pain breaks His heart and our old bitter souls;
and we can’t but cry o’er the darkness around.

He’s now stepping down and embracing Her strong,
He’s lifting Her head and smiling, so sad.
And with caring and tenderness thus far never seen
He’s cleaning the sweat, the blood and the dirt.

Sitting on the floor with the Bride on His chest
He is mending so swiftly, so skillful Her dress.
He’s kissing Her softly and wiping the tears
and making the Bride the most beautiful Bride.

“Rise now,” He spoke “O You my sweet Moon
and never forget what I told You years past:
that I am all Yours and that You are but Mine
and that never and never I’d leave You behind.

That my Love lasts forever and that I’ve chosen You;
after all this time You’re finally here.
Now look at Your dress, Your hands and Your skin
and remember, My Lady, that I make all things new”.

O ye, let us come, let us all
begin with the feast of the Bride and the Groom!
He is all forgiving and now that She’s pure
the wedding can start and we share Their Life!

O ye, let us come, let us all
celebrate the feast of the Bride and the Groom!
I’m glad that you came, I was waiting for you!
Now we’re all together and ready for Them
with smiles in our faces and joy in our hearts;
and no need to say, a glass full of wine!

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