Divine

I watch you move and talk and breathe But all the same I can't believe That You are real and not a dream When such perfection You do seem It's a miracle. Why can't you see yourself the way I do You might think you're "normal" But you're nothing of the kind, you are divine Divine, God's image set in you And you are beautiful. For you are you Flesh from human flesh and every life is precious But the soul that lives inside a man Can not be made by human hands When I hold you close and feel the life beat in your breast I long to call you my own, but I know you are not mine You are divine, divine. God's precious, chosen son And you are beautiful For you are one in a million And no one else is like you You are the only one He threw away the mold And I long to be happy with the way He made me And I pray that someday you'll be happy with the way That He made you And holy hands formed your flesh And holy hands shaped your soul And I've no doubt in my mind That you are divine. You are divine I see the mirror on my wall I look so big, yet feel so small A picture frames the tangible But nothing can contain my soul Each and every day we grow But some is change we cannot see Know the Potter's in control And He's shaping you inside into something divine Divine, His work has just begun and you are beautiful For you are one in a million And no one else is like you You are the only one He threw away the mold And I long to be happy with the way He made me And I pray that someday you'll be happy with the way That He made you One day you'll be happy with the way That He made you