The Right Garment - Poem by Richard Merrell
The marriage supper of the Lamb
Demands a virgin's dress
Linen that is clean and white;
The robes of righteousness.
None other garment can compare
For with Christ I'll be arrayed
He washed me in His precious blood
When for my sin He paid.
Revelation 19: 7-9
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