Damaged Goods

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Personal (Hope)

I’m messed up
and perfectly flawed.

I’m defective
and hopelessly broken.

But you loved me
all the same.

You didn’t call me
“damaged goods”.

You called beautiful
and redeemed.

You made me flawless
by Your mercy,
whole by Your grace.

I am made new.

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