When He gazes over my life
If He thinks I am exactly
who He created me to be,
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Does He wish I were different
Led to do accomplish different things?
Does He approve of my actions
Relish in the thoughts I choose to have
Even though I am fallen, far
from the person who I chose to be...
Yet in love He has forgiven all of me
So, I wonder what is left to see
There, in the chasms of my mind
In the warring of my actions
Hidden in the heart I claim--
I hope He sees Himself and smiles
at the person I am on the path to be.