There is a wondrous beauty
Clothing us from deep within
Beneath the shallow proof of Time
Caressed upon our skin
The mirror does not show the man
Only our mortal face
It graciously conceals the span
Of our vast disgrace
Yet, God in tender love and grace
To all who trust His name
Clothes us with His pure righteousness
In garments without shame
The world may judge our clothes and frown
But they cannot behold
The beauty of a royal gown
Clothing a blood-bought soul
© Janet Martin
I read this verse this morning and rejoiced.
I delight greatly in the LORD;
my soul rejoices in my God.
For he has clothed me with garments of salvation
and arrayed me in a robe of his righteousness,
as a bridegroom adorns his head like a priest,
and as a bride adorns herself with her jewels.
Isa. 61:10
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