Oh please do not look at me

With your earthly eyes

Try and see me as the one

Who has His throne on high

For where you may see the surface

He sees what’s within

He still calls me his beloved

Although He knows my sin

He understands my weakness

My failures and my shame

He has watched me take my every step

He knows which left me lame

So you may see me as I am

This day, this hour, this place

But He sees me as I can be

Through His love, His power, His grace

Copyright Laura Jean Eubanks 2-24-2002

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