My 3 White Dresses picture
14 Days
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This classic print and poem is the perfect gift for a baby blessing, baptism or wedding.
Poem by: Linda Gay Perry Nelson
My mom bought me a white dress, Not red or pink or blue. She said it was a special dress Like very other few. There has been just one before, A dress now put away, That I wore some time ago Upon my blessing day. As a little baby clothed In my first white dress, My dad held me in his arms, There to name and bless. So pure and clean was I just then, With time to grow and learn About the Father's plan for me. My glory I must earn. Now I've reached the age to judge The wrong road from the right, And I am here to be baptized In this dress of white. So once again I'm free from sin. The path is clear to me. I'll grasp the rod and hold on tight, I vow with certainty. Just as mud would stain my dress, Sin would stain my soul. The key is to repent or bleach, For whiteness is my goal. And if I try my very best, Then richly blessed I'll be, Wearing inside God's holy house White dress number three. So today I make this pledge: I'll strive to choose the right, Through this sacred baptism ordinance In my second dress of white.
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My 3 White Dresses picture
14 Days
14
0
$10.00
John
Description
Condition
Payment Types Accepted
VenmoSize: 11X14
This classic print and poem is the perfect gift for a baby blessing, baptism or wedding.
Poem by: Linda Gay Perry Nelson
My mom bought me a white dress, Not red or pink or blue. She said it was a special dress Like very other few. There has been just one before, A dress now put away, That I wore some time ago Upon my blessing day. As a little baby clothed In my first white dress, My dad held me in his arms, There to name and bless. So pure and clean was I just then, With time to grow and learn About the Father's plan for me. My glory I must earn. Now I've reached the age to judge The wrong road from the right, And I am here to be baptized In this dress of white. So once again I'm free from sin. The path is clear to me. I'll grasp the rod and hold on tight, I vow with certainty. Just as mud would stain my dress, Sin would stain my soul. The key is to repent or bleach, For whiteness is my goal. And if I try my very best, Then richly blessed I'll be, Wearing inside God's holy house White dress number three. So today I make this pledge: I'll strive to choose the right, Through this sacred baptism ordinance In my second dress of white.
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