The love of self has wronged not
the neighbourhood I belong.
For the image I bear goes through
the phases of beauty.
That God created me to promote
the glory He bears.
And to enjoy the benefits of
faithfulness and trust in Him.
As then shall my hope in life be
crowned with joy untold.
Since the beauty I radiate goes
beyond sense and facts.
Yes! I am nice at heart and so very
handsome by looks.
The world of fashion doesn’t need
to agree before I am what I am.
Yet even in the flesh shall I conquer
betrayals, mockeries and dislikes.
For the apple of God’s eye shall
witness no corruption or doom.

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