I Saw Myself Through His Eyes

For so long all I could see
Was the image mankind reflected back to me
Nothing special, not pretty at all
Sometimes too short, at others too tall

I could not measure up to what I saw
No not a beauty-not at all
Sometimes too fat, sometimes too thin
Not even content with the color of my skin

But then I saw myself through His eyes
A beauty to behold , just the perfect size
Not a blemish or spot to mar me
He created me so perfectly

There’s nothing wrong with the way I am
I am valuable-a rare gem
A woman beautiful in His Sight
A woman special in her own right

His Creation-one to behold
Made from His perfect mold
And here I stand proud to be
The woman He formed in me

Yes I saw myself through His eyes
A beauty to behold, just the perfect size
Not a blemish or spot to mar me
For He created me so perfectly

[ Kathleen Shelton Poulson (KathleenPoulson@postmark.net) -- from Kathleen Poulson ]