Naked before GOD
Before God, we stand, with no disguise,
Our souls laid bare, with no surprise,
No garments, no masks, can hide our shame,
He sees the heart, and knows our true name.
Whitewashed tombs, with beauty to behold,
Conceal the rot, of a heart grown cold,
Lips that glow, with cherry red deceit,
Eyes that behold, with secrets to keep.
Garments of pride, and vestments of gold,
Cannot conceal, the heart that's grown old,
For God looks deep, beyond the outward show,
And sees the truth, that only He can know.
Let us not pretend, with false display,
For beauty fades, and holiness stays,
Let us be true, with hearts of integrity,
And remember, God sees our true identity.
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