PERFECT REPLICA
I wonder what my God shall see,
When He sees a finished me?
Perhaps I'll be a Daniel,
Content in times of stress.
Or maybe I'll be Lydia
Adorned in purpleness.
Perhaps I'll be Rebekah,
Waiting ever on;
First 'twas by the well,
Then for her two sons.
I wonder what my God shall see
When He sees a finished me?
Perhaps I'll be an Andrew
Who leads my brother to
The One and Only Savior
Who died for me and you.
Perhaps I'll be a vessel,
What let the Son shine in;
Who mirrored God's reflection
To a lost and dying friend.
I wonder what my God shall see
When He sees a finished me?
Perhaps I'll be a fruitful vine
For God to harvest home.
And I shall wear a robe of white
With stars upon my crown.
And when He views the finished me,
I know He'll smile in victory--
"Well done thou good and faithful,
You may enter in,
Here's your gown; here's your crown.
Hello, friend."
I wonder what my God shall see,
When He sees a finished me.
I've gone through the fire,
I've gone through the grind,
I've gone through the waters
Time after time.
God has not forsaken me
In any of my trials.
And when He sees the finished me,
I'll wear a great big smile.
I'll wear a great big smile.
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