Eyes of Love
 
I look into the mirror and You know what I see.
The scars of a thousand battles, glaring back at me.
In the eyes of myriad strangers,
My faults and shame abound.
Staring without mercy
At a City broken down.
 
But that was then—back in the tomb
Of sorrow and abuse. That was before
I found my strength and dared to look at You.
To gaze into eyes that made me blush
At the admiration found
In depths of love where mercy
And amazing grace abound.
 
That was before I viewed my scars
Through eyes that shine with pride.
Not because of what I’ve done,
But because I am Your bride.
You find no fault in me, You say, and somehow
I believe. For when I look into Your eyes, I find the
will to live.
 
So I will go and carry with me,
Eyes that shine with love.
I’ll walk the streets and byways,
Bidding others, Come!
Forsake the mirror of your past,
And eyes that search for flaws.
Look deep into the Eyes of Love,
And find that, after all,
The world abounds with other souls
Who’ve gazed into His eyes,
Carriers of His reflection—
Stars aglow with love and light