Beat down, abused
used, hurt and broken hearted;
You bought the lies
satan began telling in the garden.
You are more than a broken vessel.
Maybe you are completely unaware.
Maybe you hide the shame
deep inside your soul somewhere.
Don’t you know you are God’s temple?
You have been made clean.
You are forgiven and loved,
the bride of the one true King.
Surrender those lies and secrets.
Exchange that darkness for true light.
Let the One who created you purify you;
Come, He has already won the fight.
He offers beauty for ashes;
And Oil in exchange for mourning.
Recive a garment of praise.
Leave the spirit of heaviness behind.
Come daughter of the king
You were made to shine.