Flawed
Song of Solomon 4:7
You are altogether beautiful, my love;
there is no flaw in you.
Lord, I wish I could believe that you see no flaw in me.
That my sins are washed clean
That your love makes me beautiful.
Perhaps if I truly believed that
It would become true in my attitudes
In my dealings with others.
If I could live
As if that were true
Would I not love
As you have loved me?
I would see others without flaw
Instead of picking up on every little thing.
I would treat others as altogether beautiful
Instead of criticising and complaining.
Lord, help me believe
And in believing help me to love.
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