Cherished
My sisters
You are beautiful
The world puts your beauty in a man's hands
You wonder what is wrong
"You're not pretty, beautiful, worthy of love"
Lies of torture
God created you sacred
Set apart
Wanted
Loved
Cherished
The One who wants to hold you
The One who longs for your voice
Let Him hold you
Give Him emotion
Your worth to Him is immense
Cherished
Psalm 147
"... He heals up the brokenhearted and binds up their wounds. He counts the number of the stars and calls them all by name ...His understanding is infinite."
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