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Album: Crown Of Beauty
I could look at imperfection
Feast my eyes on disappointment;
Fix my mind on constant failure
And never see what You see.
Looking through the eyes of mercy,
Washed by grace that cleanses vision;
Being changed by the love of Jesus,
I choose to see what You see.
A crown of beauty
In the hand of the Lord.
A royal diadem
In the hand of my God.
No longer forsaken,
No longer called desolate.
Now called the Lord's delight,
He rejoices over me.
I choose to see what You see,
Completing what's begun in me;
Renewing me, transforming me.
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