Beautiful and Free

Mon, 10/17/2016 - 17:33 -- Mack2

From failure to oppurtunity,

Striving for perfection.

But there's no such thing.

Ready to give up; at my breaking point.

But down on my knees I go.


God, I'm crying out to you now.

I surrender.

You know my heart.

You know the wrods I cannot say.


Beautiful and free;

    you whisper to me.

Down on my knees.

Beautiful and free;

   My mind replays the message.


I may not feel that beautiful,

I may not feel free.

But you see me as beautiful,

and you set me free.


Dying on that cross;

You shed your blood for me.

And made me beautiful and free.

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