This Robe That Mother Mary Created
Written by Ephraim Caleb
Your robe was white
Created of one accord
Made of the finest of wool, White and unspoiled
What a carpenter named Joseph’s wife Mary could afford
It was given to you
Out of a mothers purist love
Given by both your earthly parents
Perhaps for a special occasion, allowed to be worn
Made by a mothers hand
A labor of so many hours
For in this one months have passed
Then to be given in honor to a most wonderful I st born Son
Perhaps,
even touched by tears
From your mothers weary eyes
Tears of not sadness, Love in your mothers eyes
Mary knew in her heart
That this Robe that she made was to be his last
It was to be worn through Jesus’ ministry
Perhaps Mary even knew it would be His last.
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