Gowned in a beautiful white dress
She thinks that today
There’s no end to her happiness
Across town, another woman
Wears a torn and tear-stained blouse
She weeps through bruises
And runs out of the house
It might seem God is in the church
But not the run-down yard
With the bride in her finery
And not with the woman scarred
Yet through it all there is a plan
I know that this is true
For I know even a woman used
Can become the bride, too
A battered woman learned
To appreciate tenderness
Now she’s found a man who will
Carry her through the wilderness
And God united the two of them
Brought them through their trials
Now the woman once abused
Overflows with smiles
Though the years were hard for her
She wouldn’t trade them away
They taught her how to find
The silver lining in clouds of gray.
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