From the start of the day,
to the end of the night,
whatever comes my way,
I'll never lose sight.
I am fearfully and wonderfully made,
Regardless of how good everyone says I look,
My confidence will not fade,
For He is the author of my book.
He writes that I am a new creation in Him,
I am His beloved and chosen one,
When the lighting is dim,
He still shines brightly a ton.
Filters couldn't mean less than they do now,
For He's created me and I shall humbly bow.