A new Garment for his bride

Cloaked in finery and frills

Twirling in its own delight

Robed in wordy scrolls

Restricted so tight

Draped in gossamer gown

No weight or depth

Clothed in traditional garb

Where half the body is oppressed

Gown ripped and soiled

No longer able to hide behind

The Bridegroom washing,

Bathing all cuts, bruises,

Filth and grime.

A new Garment white and pure

Righteous, holy,

Dripping with frankincense and Myrrh,

Offered up to his bride.

The choice is ours,
Donning in humble attire

 Our churches to be transformed,

Or clinging to our remnants, be cast aside.

Ephesians 5:27" so that he might present the church to himself in splendor, without spot or wrinkle or any such thing, that she might be holy and without blemish.[a]"

Revelation 19:7-9"Let us rejoice and be glad and give the glory to Him, for the marriage of the Lamb has come and His [a]bride has made herself ready.” 8 It was given to her to clothe herself in fine linen, bright and clean; for the fine linen is the righteous acts of the [b]saints."