written By Nickolette Burnette

I see where my life came from when I look into your eyes

I see past the outside into new life

I wonder why you saved a wrench like me

But then I recall that you’re the author of this story

I was so broken and dirty

Now I’m whole and flourishing

You care for me, more then a bed of lilies in a field

oh Lord, my heart grows deeper when I think of you

Your a God who’s hands made me

With hair the color of the fire you put inside

With a love as strong as Christs whole heart

With a strength that tells of the one who defeated death itself

Oh Lord,

How’s it so that you made me

When I look at you, little by little

I see who you made me to be

A victory and champion

A fighter, someone that was meant to be

Whose story didn’t end when she thought could be

Every scar and pain, seen or underneath

Nothing can get in between your plans and the one who holds this testimony

Lord it’s you in me

How I love you, God, you are so beautiful to me 🩷