I Wasn'T Made In Your Image

I wasn't made in your image
I was made in God's
A royal priesthood
Set apart for His use
Clothed in purple
Showered in His love
Sent from above
I wasn't made in your image
I was made in God's
Shaped by My Master's hands
Wonderful and beautiful I am
His Hand I will forever hold
To Him a debt of gratitude I owe
I wasn't made in your image
I was made in God's
He saved my soul
He made me whole
He reached down 
He turned me around
He even called me by my name
Now I'm born-again
I wasn't made in your image
I was made in God's
He made me who I am
He set me apart
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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