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Vera Kilgore Heilig: Her Poetry Lives (2017) H. Morris Williams, Marie Law Haire

Nightmare

Recurringly I dream that I have found

Myself unclothed upon a public street.
Does this foreshadow some predestined time

When I shall stand before the judgment seat
Without my fig leaf apron of pretense

Covering my naked soul, when I must meet
The God who sees me as I really am

Stripped of all camouflage and all deceit?

I wake from such a dream in great relief

To find that I am safe at home in bed.
But will I fare as well upon that day

When I am called to waken from the dead?

And come to give account of all my deeds?
I know I will for there was one who shed

His blood to cleanse my soul of all its guilt
And He will face that judgment in my stead.

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