When you look into the mirror, think not upon how others perceive you; instead, think about how God sees you. To Him, you are the most beautiful thing on earth. And that's all that matters.
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Tuesday, April 15, 2008

Lovely (song)

The Father waits for her to come,
Arms open wide, eyes full of love
He says, "Come to Me, beloved one.
"Feel My embrace; you're not alone."
But she doesn't hear. She doesn't know;
She doesn't think she's beautiful.
She doesn't know that she is worth
Much more than anything else on earth.

She's lovely, her Daddy's girl
His little princess; she's the centre of His world.
She's lovely, His Sweetie Pie
She is the apple of her Daddy's eye

Her Lover stands, His eyes aglow
Watching her live on earth below
She thinks, "There must be more to life than this!"
He just wishes she could taste His kiss
'Cause she needs to know; she needs to see
How close to her He wants to be.
She needs to feel the burning fire
Of His love for her; she is His desire.

She's lovely, His spotless bride
He sees her standing by His side
She's lovely, in every way
She grows more beautiful day by day

You need to hear, you need to know
Your Father made you beautiful.
You need to know that you are worth
So much more than anything else on earth.

You're lovely, so beautiful
Outside and in your heart and soul
You are lovely; God made you so
And He just really wants you to know.

February 6th 2008

1 comment:

Abby said...

Wow- this is such a lovely poem! It's very touching. :)