Beautiful and Free

From failure to opportunity,
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 words 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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