The robe of flesh wears thin, and with the years God shines through all things.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
I want to tell you this: you cannot get the robe of hypocrisy on you so thick that the sharp eye of childhood will not see through every veil.
In heaven we shall appear, not in armour, but in robes of glory. But here these are to be worn night and day; we must walk, work, and sleep in them, or else we are not true soldiers of Christ.
Jesus is coming back for a church without a spot or a wrinkle. His righteous blood covers the spots and the wrinkles of those who believe unto righteousness, allowing once sinful men to be holy.
The body is a sacred garment.
Give me my robe, put on my crown; I have Immortal longings in me.
Although a man may wear fine clothing, if he lives peacefully; and is good, self-possessed, has faith and is pure; and if he does not hurt any living being, he is a holy man.
And as the circumcised in the flesh, and not in the heart, have no part in God's good promises; even so they that be baptized in the flesh, and not in heart, have no part in Christ's blood.
When one tears away the veils and shows them naked, people's souls give off such a pungent smell of decay.
Through tattered clothes, small vices do appear. Robes and furred gowns hide all.
A thick skin is a gift from God.