Verse 1: She walks in the light of the evening time, Clothed in the Word, so pure, so fine. Called from the world, a chosen few, She's making ready, her robe is new. Chorus: She's the Bride of this end-time day, Walking in truth, the perfect way. By the Voice of the Seventh Seal, She knows what’s false, and knows what’s real. Verse 2: With oil in her lamp and fire inside, She waits for her Groom, the Lord, her guide. She heeds the Prophet, the evening sign, Preparing to meet Him beyond time. Chorus: She's the Bride of this end-time day, Walking in truth, the perfect way. By the Voice of the Seventh Seal, She knows what’s false, and knows what’s real. Outro: No spot, no wrinkle, no compromise— She’ll meet her King in the eastern skies. Oh Bride, keep marching, your time is near, The shout has come—your Lord is here!