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I am a vessel for the lord but I am imperfect.
I am imperfect yet the lord loves me as though I was perfect.
My base is irregular and uneven yet he loves me.
My mouth crooked bent yet he still loves.
My sides slanted and twisted but still he showers me with his love and fills my spirit.
When he sets me in this imperfect world my irregular base fits to the hills and valleys of my life and I stand true.
My twisted and slanted sides curve around the obstacles and allow me to stand tall.
My crooked and bent mouth now sits level and true allowing all that come to drink of his love.
I am imperfect yet the lord loves me as though I was perfect.
My base is irregular and uneven yet he loves me.
My mouth crooked bent yet he still loves.
My sides slanted and twisted but still he showers me with his love and fills my spirit.
When he sets me in this imperfect world my irregular base fits to the hills and valleys of my life and I stand true.
My twisted and slanted sides curve around the obstacles and allow me to stand tall.
My crooked and bent mouth now sits level and true allowing all that come to drink of his love.