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Made in His image,
Crafted by His hands,
I'm His precious child,
Designed by His plans.
Sinful by nature,
But cleansed by Christ's blood,
I'm bought at great price --
The highest act of love.
Part of the body,
Grafted into the Vine,
My purpose, to glorify --
For Him brightly shine.
Guided by His touch,
Led by His Spirit,
The future? He knows mine --
There's no need to fear it.
Guiding me gently,
Loving me through all;
He always forgives me,
As on Him I call.