when I miss, when I fail to recognize when I close my eyes to your mysterious design, the imprint of your touch and the gentle care you took in shaping my appearance: how I look to the world, to you, Lord, and myself...
when I miss, when I fail to recognize when I close my eyes to your mysterious design, the imprint of your touch and the gentle care you took in shaping my appearance: how I look to the world, to you, Lord,...
and frequently more often- I look at myself in a mirror...
Sometimes I love what I see but sometimes, well, I don't.
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when I miss, when I fail to recognize when I close my eyes to your mysterious design, the imprint of your touch and the gentle care you took in shaping my appearance: how I look to the world, to you, Lord, and myself... and frequently more often- I look at myself in a mirror... Sometimes I love what I see but sometimes, well, I don't.
and frequently more often- I look at myself in a mirror... Sometimes I love what I see but sometimes, well, I don't.
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