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For you created my inmost being; You knit me together in my mother's womb.
I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made;
Sha --Love sing your heart out ,Lets go!
Chorus Lord you made me wonderfully
Tell my why this world rejects my beauty Tell me why, tell me why, why ,why ooooh yeah!
Looking in the mirror, I don't like what I see
Lord help me, to see your beauty,
through me ohhh yeah!
Im reminded that beauties in the eye of the beholder
If that's a signed fact then they all blind bats
Why do they gimme the cold shoulder But when I look into your word I get bolder
Then the real me shines through Insecurities fade into my hind view
But Sometimes I do undermine who My designer say I be
Beautifully and wonderfully made I see but they sticks and stones pulling out my
IV word of life, nourish my body
help me love my skin India Arie. Help me love my hair all ***
I wanna look above with no cares , get to the man upstairs no slinky
God pinky swears my beauty's unfading Then why -----is makeup my safe haven
Them Lies ----they feed us fabrications designed ---to ignore the beauty of creation
God help me get to that realisation That I ----am beautiful through the God of
salvation. Im tired ----of Looking in the mirror ,pinpointing
errors Waiting on my weight to dissipate
Cus im scared Of not being gorgeous and boisterous enough
for the world But im sold that,this girl is an oyster stuffed
with
a pearl