Beautiful I Am
Beautiful I am
By: Zamir
© Content Copywritten
I remember thinking that I didn’t fit the image of what society deems beautiful
I remember I thought my beauty was not beautiful
I wanted to change my hair
I wanted to change my skin
I wanted change my nose
Above all, I wanted to change my neck, because I thought it was just too long
Fast forward to today and learning who I am, Zamir, a daughter of Zion
I know I am Beautiful and made to please my creator who formed and shaped me in the womb
Beautiful I am
Made to praise you
Beautiful I am
Made in your image
Beautiful I am
Wonderfully and Fearfully Made
Beautiful I am
Growing into the woman I am now
It took me some time to realize my beauty
Forgetting that outward beauty doesn’t make me who I am
Beauty is vain but a woman who fears The Most High shall be praised
Beautiful I am
Made to praise you
Beautiful I am
Made in your image
Beautiful I am
Wonderfully and Fearfully Made
Beautiful I am
Most High you created me just the way I was meant to be
You shaped me in the image of you wife: Ruwach Qadash
What’s done in heaven resembles what’s in earth
My beauty is inward and shines outward
My purpose is to please you
I desire to be a vessel used for your glory
Beautiful I am
Made to praise you
Beautiful I am
Made in your image
Beautiful I am
Wonderfully and Fearfully Made
Beautiful I am
~Shalawam~
~Zamir~
Copyright © Melody Carswell | Year Posted 2014
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