as i looked through cheval glass
i recognized a body staring back
it had wounds & scratches
on its hands and feet
it had a broken heart
that cried every beat
as i stared at it's ruptured figure
i looked up to find
eyes that flickered
then in a flash
the body changed
it had hands of an artist,
feet of a dancer,
lips of a singer,
mind of a dreamer,
and the heart of a believer
& that's when I realized
the figure was mine
it was I
before i had been made new
before I surrendered my life to You
and as tears fall down my face
my hearts worships
through the sound of your grace
for from then on
my hearts commits without compromise
my mind was washed clean from all the lies
for truly I, am loved by Jesus Christ
Jul 8, 2015
Jul 8, 2015 at 4:41 AM UTC
as i looked through cheval glass
i recognized a body staring back
it had wounds & scratches
on its hands and feet
it had a broken heart
that cried every beat
as i stared at it's ruptured figure
i looked up to find
eyes that flickered
then in a flash
the body changed
it had hands of an artist,
feet of a dancer,
lips of a singer,
mind of a dreamer,
and the heart of a believer
& that's when I realized
the figure was mine
it was I
before i had been made new
before I surrendered my life to You
and as tears fall down my face
my hearts worships
through the sound of your grace
for from then on
my hearts commits without compromise
my mind was washed clean from all the lies
for truly I, am loved by Jesus Christ
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