My Beautiful Creator

For you formed my inward parts;

you knitted me together in my mother's womb.

I praise you, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made.

Wonderful are your works;

my soul knows it very well.

My frame was not hidden from you,

when I was being made in secret,

intricately woven in ithe depths of the earth.

Your eyes saw my unformed substance;

in your book were written, every one of them,

the days that were formed for me,

when as yet there was none of them.


You know me. For who I am.

I can never hide, or understand,

Why you love me so

Past every sin

And every mistake

I've committed.

You made me

My Beautiful Creator

You saved me 

From the snares of the devil.

You formed

This motionless plane

To a world of Beauty

And Hope.

You've given me a purpose

I am yet to find

But living my life

And fulfilling Your desires

is my dream. 

Beautiful, You are my Savior.

Words cannot describe

The truth of who You are to me.

I will no longer deny,

You with me;

I'll be just fine.

When I have God by my side

Everything will be alright.


The End

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