Surely LORD, You are mistaken: I'm not Yours
I've not Your eyes, or mouth, or heart, or a reflection of Your soul.
Surely what you did in claiming me was oversight.
How could you want this awkward piece of human in Your light?
But, You, with patience reassure that I am who You'd like.
Although there are rough edges, You will sand them off in time.
You have called me, named me Yours, and I will tell the world it's true.
You are my loving father, and I will boast in You.
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