perfect king

How many times can you hear the same lie Before you start to believe it? The enemy keeps whisperin' to me I swear these days, it's all that I'm hearin' I used to know who I was Now I look in the mirror and I'm not so sure Lord, I don't wanna listen to the lies anymore The truth is I am my...

I confess with my lips the truth is I'm my Father's child, I make him proud and smile, I was made in the image of a perfect king, he looks at me and wouldn't change a thing, and I'm truly loved by a God when I'm not good enough, I belong the him not to the lies.