Heaven
The voice of the LORD makes the deer give birth and strips the forests bare,and in his temple all cry, “Glory!” — Psalm 29:9 ESV
She was given clothing of fine linen, bright and pure." For the fine linen she wears is the righteous acts of the saints. — Revelation 19:8 (Berean Study Bible)
H E A V E N
where he
whitens bride’s gown
glory, glory, glory be
F O R E V E R
11/23/2020
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