INVICTUS by William Ernest Henley

INVICTUS
BY WILLIAM ERNEST HENLEY

Out of the night that covers me,
      Black as the pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
      For my unconquerable soul.

In the fell clutch of circumstance
      I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeonings of chance
      My head is bloody, but unbowed.

Beyond this place of wrath and tears
      Looms but the Horror of the shade,
And yet the menace of the years
      Finds and shall find me unafraid.

It matters not how strait the gate,
      How charged with punishments the scroll,
I am the master of my fate,
      I am the captain of my soul.

I AM DARK AND LOVELY

I AM DARK AND LOVELY

My beauty is not defined by your standards
I was not build to satisfy your criteria
In my making, pleasing you was never the target.

My beauty is not defined by your standards
I was not build to satisfy your criteria
I was build in the image of HE who is perfect
HIS ways are perfect all the time
HE does not err

I was wonderfully and fearfully made according to HIS image
It is HE who defines my beauty
And not the standards set by man
For man lie, for man changes his mind
But my God does not

HE is not a man that HE man lie not is HE a season that HE may change
HE is the beginning and HE is the end
HE is the creator of all beautiful things
HE is completion and HE is perfect in all things

I know my place in HIM and HE defines my beauty
I stand confident in HIS word
HIS word is life unto me
HE is my everything, in HIM I lack nothing.

Praise HIS name, a name above all others
HIS name is JESUS CHRIST OF NAZARETH
In HIM my beauty is defined.

AMEN

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