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Apr 2016
~~<♡>~~

Devoted bride
I stand with Thee
Once I mourned
Now I am
free

Once I wore
A sackcoth robe
I had the trials
Of Bible's Job

Once in ash
I bowed my head
Now in beauty
Stand instead

Once I mourned
I cried aloud
You made a mantle
Of my shroud!

Now I receive
A joy so rare
Your precious oil
Lifted despair!

Within You, Christ
I will abide
Your beautiful

Devoted Bride!


SoulSurvivor
(C) 4/9/2016
... to give unto them
Beauty for ashes,
the oil of joy
for mourning

Isaiah 61:3

Going to church this morning
See you all soon!

THANKS FOR ALL YOUR SUPPORT
AND READING ME!

LOVE YOU ALL!

~~<♡>~~
SøułSurvivør
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