Psalm 45:11 (GW) The king longs for your beauty. He is your Lord. Worship him.
Beloved, seek My face. Pour your heart out before Me, your offering will not be wasted for I adore you. You are the apple of My eye. I cannot get enough of you, and just as a parent cherishes every scribbled drawing their beloved child brings them, so I love every offering of praise you bring Me.
So hold nothing back. Worship Me with abandon. Dance, sing, wave your banners, be undignified and unashamed for the outpouring of your heart ministers to Mine; you undo Me!