The Magdalene

The Magdalene

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Your beauty concealed by the red veil.

So as the name was stained by sins.

You deemed forgiveness, tears you shed.

But long had been forgiven by your own faith

People doubted your purity.

Had been marked throughout history

Woman they may never know.

How much in you their pasts owed.

You were painted with bold lust.

Mocked by the pens that tinted you

Few can see the love you trust.

And the sacrifices you went through.

Many condemned you without mercy.

Believing what they thought were true.

For history books even denied you.

Adoring you; we are few.

Woman! Picture of a sinful dream

Part of you hallowed the other mocked.

Hatred kissed you, innocence concealed.

They fear your beauty, your voice unheard.

Who was she who begged forgiveness?

Who was she who cried repentance?

Who was she who clung to her faith?

Woman it’s you, but they knew no more.

Who was she who kept her promise?

Who was she who humbled herself?

Who was she who kept no hatred?

Woman it’s you, but they regard less.

Forgive me for in beauty I am blinded.

Grant me grace for in sin I am jailed.

Veil me your red tulle so that I’ll be forgiven.

Woman with your love lead me to Him.

Heaven had given you your special throne.

With the Father; the Son and the Virgin without sin

Together w/ the saints & the angels who sing.

Woman They knew that you’re more than pure.