Treasure
Treasure is covered by dirt
When you see me and my mistakes
Do you really know my worth?
Why would God hide treasure in vessels made of earth?
Why not a bank or a safe?
Somewhere heavily guarded would be the right place
But with God thats not the case
He chose you and Me
We have a treasure in earthen vessels that can be easily seen
When we are broken
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