You're Beautiful

God sends her, He does
To those in great need
When sorrow sweeps a soul
She answers a desperate plead
You're beautiful, my friend.

This gift given to very few
A heart must surrender to all
Nothing is too much to ask
She comes humbly to God's call
You're beautiful, my friend.

Her voice is gentle, soothing
Stays long into the night
Cries the prayers with you
Then holds you ever so tight
You're beautiful, my friend.

If ever I should need her
And where ever I might be
There is no doubt, no doubt
She will surely come to me
You're beautiful, my friend.

For such a time as this
When life is hard to endure
God spoke her precious name
Then lovingly created her
You're beautiful, my friend.

Now I pray you can imagine
These things my heart can see
When you look into the mirror
Your eyes smile tenderly
You're beautiful, you're beautiful
So beautiful to me.

Book by Kathleen Higham

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