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Because He Loved Me


Because he loved me

I held my head high

Through a lens of stained glass

I saw myself

 

Because he loved me

I had strength to continue

Through aching hearts and broken bones

I healed myself

 

Because he loved me

I was never alone

Through pitch nights and swollen days

I found myself

 

Because he loved me

I saw joy in all things

Through bleakness and doubt

I surrendered myself

 

Because he loved me

I became what I am

Through all the swinging doors

I loved myself

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