(Love of the Savior)
Adorned in gown of flowing righteousness,
She treads the aisle on the arm of Grace;
While Faith, her bridesmaid, in the front keeps pace,
She thinks upon His calling’s soft caress.
She sees the Groom, with hand outstretched, in place,
And looks upon the scars that are no less
Than on the day He sealed her righteousness.
Rejoice! for now she sees her Savior’s face.
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