sometimes I see just a girl
A little speck inside the world.
At times I look upon myself, and feel as though I'm odd and rough
Though, Imperfect I am, I know who, for all, has enough.
No need to fear or tremble now
My Savior I have found
If I but follow Him, He'll save me from this sound.
The sound of sorrow and slippery inadequance
I feel golden light, blue skies that fill my sense
With Him I am strong and beautiful;
This light shines inward, out
My bosom bursting, the joy a trumpet shouts.
No longer do I idley roam
I have finally found my home.
I am beautiful and full of light
others watchful of the sight.
I am a daughter of God, and I love Him so;
Through Him, not alone my flaws shall finally go.