Pretty?!
You told me that I'm pretty,
I thought that was a lie. You told me that you loved me and I almost said goodbye. You told me that I'm precious, That I'm who I'm meant to be. I said I was nothing special and not to waste time on me. But the truth is, I was hurting and all confused inside. You made me feel special when I simply wanted to hide. Lord, you have blessed me in more ways than one and it's all because of You I am who I have become. You brought me out of sadness, of pain that was too dark for even the brightest candle to leave a simple mark. You tell me that I'm pretty and I know that I've been blessed. You tell me that you love me and you clear away my mess. You tell me that I'm precious, That I'm who I'm meant to be. I tell you that I love you and thank you for setting me free! |