The Church
One bride looks spotless and white.
Another broken yet true.
One proclaims her every good deed.
The other just humbly asks for forgiveness.
The one on the rooftop declares her Lover's name.
The other quietly serves His every need.
The one calls herself the Church.
The other is the hands and feet of her Lord.
- Rebecca DeWeese
August 28, 2011
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