Who do you see when you look at me?
Do you see who I am and who I hope to be?
Who do you see when you look at me?
that you would condemn or hope to admire?
If you’re looking high, look lower.
If you’re looking low, look higher.
I am a child of anger with a ones of her own,
A loving mother whose children adore.
Do you see a harlot, a disgrace to her home,
a devoted wife who could not be more?
Is that what you see when you look at me?
That you would condemn or you would admire?
If your looking high, look lower.
If your looking low, look higher.
Lazy in deed, even at play,
A loyal worker doing her best,
ashamed and alone, forgetting to pray,
A faithful Christian never at rest?
Whomever you see when you look at me,
do not condemn or hope to admire.
For all of who I am, it is all of me,
If you’re looking high, look lower.
If you’re looking low, look higher.