Preciosidade

Damares

Preciousness

Many look at you
And can't see your worth
They criticize you, despise you
For not knowing your interior
But they don't know the beautiful story
That God wrote for your life
Simply a precious stone in the midst of the mud
Yet, hidden
But the miner insisted so much, so much
That in the midst of the mud he saw the chosen stone

Don't listen to the enemy, saying: You've already lost
For you are a preciousness, mined by God
Those who look at your exterior, see no value
But the one who knows how much you're worth is the lapidary
He took you out of the mud, washed you in the waters of the Spirit
Among the gravel, 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 preciousness never forgotten by your Creator
Among the called, you are chosen, loved by the Lord
You are loved by the Lord

Don't listen to the enemy, saying: You've already lost
For you are a preciousness, mined by God
Those who look at your exterior see no value
But the one who knows how much you're worth is the lapidary
He took you out of the mud, washed you in the waters of the Spirit
Among the gravel, 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