France, beloved nation of My heart
Bereaved
of children and true love
My
heart aches for you to return to true sonship
Behold
Me! Your Father God!
I
even I am He who comforts you
I
cover you with the shadow of My hand
My
love will uphold and restore you
O,
come My treasured bride
Great
in value and cherished
For
your time of consecration is at hand
Even
though you are tender
Yet
I will make you strong
My
faithful promises shall not be abolished
O,
radiant bride, by My side
Your
splendour will ignite the nations
Setting
them ablaze with Love
Behold
Me!
Your
glorious bridegroom!
Listen
to Me, O My people,
give
ear to Me, O My nation
For
I will establish you for a light to the peoples
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