The Pearl
In every oyster there lies the ability
to produce something rare.
Truth like a grain of sand will produce
the pearl that is hidden there.
Young woman you are often mocked and scorned.
And told you never should have been born.
You want to run away, to hide your hurt.
You’re heart is wounded, bleeding and torn.
God makes not mistakes
every life is special,
every life is planned.
Seeds can sprout in sand.
Open yourselves up to the Spirit of God
Grow in grace and maturity
Be what He wants you to be
Your beauty your strength lies deep within you.
Young woman, young girl,
open yourselves up to God.
Allow Him to reveal your pearl.
~ Sylvia Hannah
In every oyster there lies the ability
to produce something rare.
Truth like a grain of sand will produce
the pearl that is hidden there.
Young woman you are often mocked and scorned.
And told you never should have been born.
You want to run away, to hide your hurt.
You’re heart is wounded, bleeding and torn.
God makes not mistakes
every life is special,
every life is planned.
Seeds can sprout in sand.
Open yourselves up to the Spirit of God
Grow in grace and maturity
Be what He wants you to be
Your beauty your strength lies deep within you.
Young woman, young girl,
open yourselves up to God.
Allow Him to reveal your pearl.
~ Sylvia Hannah
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