I want to be beautiful

I want to be beautiful

as beautiful as the children in the park I see play

as beautiful as the sun beaming across the sky each day

I want to be beautiful

as beautiful as the field of purple lilacs blowing in the wind

as beautiful as the rainbow after a storm’s end

I want to be beautiful

as I gird my loins with strength and lay my hands to the spindle

as I am like the merchant ships that bring my food from afar

I want to be beautiful

as I stretch out my hands to the poor and reach forth my hands to the needy

as I make myself coverings of tapestry and my candle goeth not out by night

I want to be beautiful

as I look well to the ways of my household and eat not the bread of idleness

as I open my mouth with wisdom and my tongue is the law of kindness

I want to be beautiful

as my children arise up and call me blessed, and my husband also praiseth me

as beautiful as the back of Jesus as he goeth forth to the final battle

I want to be beautiful

as beautiful as the saints clothed in vestures of white marching into Zion

as beautiful as his clear unpolluted streets paved in gold

I want to be beautiful

I want my beauty to come from within and shine without like the

glimmer of a blazing star on a warm summer night.

I want my beauty to be favorable in the eyes of The Most High

I want my beauty to be a gift from God because he looked down on

me and said, Well done my daughter, now I know you will serve me”

I want to be beautiful