Preciosidade

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Precious

Many people look at you
And they can't see your worth
They criticize you, they despise you
Because I don't know its interior
But they don't know the beautiful story
What God has written for your life
Simply a precious stone amidst the mud
However, hidden
But the prospector insisted so, so much
That in the midst of the mud he saw the chosen stone

Don't listen to the enemy, he's saying: You've already lost
Because you are a precious gift, carefully selected by God
Those who only look at its exterior see no value
But the one who knows your true worth is the gem cutter
He lifted you from the mud, washed you in the waters of the Spirit
Among the pebbles, the Lord found a beautiful stone
A rough diamond that fell into the hands of the lapidary
God doesn't see as man sees, you have value

How many times mistreated, persecuted and humiliated
But you have value
Forgotten, despised, betrayed and hurt
But you have value
A precious thing never forgotten by its Creator
Among those who are called, you are chosen, beloved of the Lord
You are loved by the Lord

Don't listen to the enemy, he's saying: You've already lost
Because you are a precious gift, carefully selected by God
Those who only look at its exterior see no value
But the one who knows your true worth is the gem cutter
He lifted you from the mud and washed you in the waters of the Spirit
Among the pebbles, the Lord found a beautiful stone
A rough diamond that fell into the hands of the lapidary
God doesn't see as man sees, you have value