In filty rags you set me free from wretched pain and misery.
No longer steeped in muck and filth,
You rescued me of your own free will.
Bathed in blood and sacrifice,
You freely gave your own frail life so I could walk with you.
Gates of pearl await me, jeweled crowns fit for a queen.
But nothing will prepare me for the time at last I'll see
My precious savior, arms outstretched,
Waiting and welcoming.
In filthy rags you set me free but on that glorious day
I'll be a new creation in my gowns of royalty.
(c) Sherry Castelluccio
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