I am a reflection
Of the One of perfection
May my mirror stay clean
So You can perfectly be seen
Through me
Radiate ~ Shine
This vessel is all Yours
No longer mine
Radiate ~ Shine
Until the end of time
Jesus, my Lord, Divine
Psalms 50:2 Out of Zion, the perfection of beauty, God hath shined.
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