I gazed upon a mirror
And saw the brokenness outside
With blood running down my face
And two massive swollen eyes
I had bruises through life’s beatings
From punches of bad days
When shame is all I’d felt
And bitterness all I’d taste
The wounded feet that walked in pain
Could barely support the weight
Of a cut surrounded body
That took more than it could take
Yet I smile at the face I see
When others may see defeat
For the person that I saw that day
Was Jesus Christ in me
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