Are you short, Are you small
Are you feeling insecure
Because you have a body
That fits you wrong
Are you dark, Are you freckled
You're a bad spectacle
The nose on your face
Is a bit too long
Do you think you're overweight
That limb you could amputate
Do you feel like crawling
Back into your shell
Do you feel like a tramp
On a fashion ramp
You gotta be hearing this
What I have to tell
You're Beautiful
This God we have seen
The one that we believe
May be just the opposite
Of what he might have been
He could've been black
He could've been white
He could've been short or tall
Or fat or lean
But on that day
When the Father took the clay
And made it into a Man
And cried 'Woah Hurray!'
He made you the same
In His likeness and image
Absolutely, wonderfully
Beautifully made
You're Beautiful