The truest me
I am far from flawless.
I have failed numerous times.
However, i refuse to call myself worthless,
I know that my life is more than a simple nursery ryhme.
I was created with upmost care,
Fearfully and yet wonderfully made.
The creator of the universe saw me naked and bare.
Still his perfect life he ultimately laid.
While i sin and fall short everyday,
He loves me ANYWAY.
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