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Beautiful me

There God sits,
My life in His hands.
Like a potter with his ball of clay.
He molds me each and every day.

Only God can see my end design.
It remains a mystery to me.
I can see how far I have come,
How I have been molded.
But what shall my end design be?

A mystery a mystery...

But ah!
God has revealed His plan to me!
I have but one goal in this life.
One final result.

For my life in God's hands.
He molds each
Triumph, joy, trial, and pain into me.
His perfect creation.

What is my end design?

To be like Jesus.
A more beautiful me.

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