From the start of the day,

to the end of the night,

whatever comes my way,

I'll never lose sight.

I am fearfully and wonderfully made,

Regardless of how good everyone says I look,

My confidence will not fade,

For He is the author of my book.

He writes that I am a new creation in Him,

I am His beloved and chosen one,

When the lighting is dim,

He still shines brightly a ton.

Filters couldn't mean less than they do now,

For He's created me and I shall humbly bow.