Garb or Garbage

Jesus took our suits of sin,
So we could put on instead
        the armor of Him.

To hell He sent
        the lust of our loins, the
        wrath and sloth of our hearts,
        the vainglory and avarice
        of our minds' eyes, the
        excess of our mouths and
        tongues, as well as the greed
        of our all too eager hands
        and feet.

Then in spirit He laid out
        belts of our own truth to buckle
        around our waists, breastplates
        of righteousness to strap around
        our chests, helmets of salvation
        to place upon our heads, shields
        of faith to block all evil, swords
        of the Spirit to brandish aloft,
        and ready shoes to share the all

Every moment then, we must
        choose the garb Jesus provides,
Or the garbage the world makes
        our sinful ways it deftly hides.

     See this poem @ His Newsman

by J Alan R
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