Lyrics
Intro:
I sought Beautiful, but Beautiful found Me. Picture Christ, Picture Perfect…
Chorus:
I knowww, it’s not going to always be perfect, I knowww, sometimes it’s tough, but it’s worth it
I knowww, that it’s so easy to say, but when we practice and play, it’s such a fight to be saved
Picturrre, Perfect, Picturrre, Perfeecctt (repeat x2)
Verse 1:
It all came like a dream to me, now when I, read the lines, there’s no in between.
I Believe, that I must persevere by any means, and that’s expressed exactly as it seems.
Now if my back’s against the wall like a poster, it’s still picture perfect, I’m leaning like I’m supposed to.
So, Hear, get the purpose of being strong as we go through,
tears, every storm, every trial that nearly broke you
Blessed, as we see the face of the one we hoped to,
Tears, of joy running down every face as His Love moves,
Ears, filled with laughter and cheers, embracing those who were dear!
At first the static distracted, but now the picture is clear!
Verse 2:
I only hope, to illustrate as clear as it is
Close my eyes, visualize, every line of your lyrics, every rhyme, every bridge, every verse, every hook
I realized the picture’s perfect, but first we must look.
Please Lord, give me strength, simply open my eyes, of understanding
Your Love is not demanding, all You as is we believe, every word that proceeds
From the mouth of the Alpha, Omega, Beginning, and the End
He who Was, and Is, and Is To Come, The God of Love, who sacrifice His only Son
So Here I AM, surrendered, sincerely so, I see your picture is perfect,
Now you perfection is known!
Verse 3:
I, I, I, I want to give thanks for the Master’s Plan, heart to heart, no surgery, but a brand new start.
Peace! to be my guard, Christ! to play my part, quick relief, by swift release, I’m free to breath out art
Vic, Vic, Victory is ours, we’re V.I.P, no charge,
to each is each, the words to speak, for me its preach out bars
More peaks to reach, more time to feast, more gifts to shine like stars, the race is halfway far
Endure to see what’s yours, that place with many mansions, I have faith for what’s in store,
A life that so much more, than what you can imagine, it’s a thought you can’t ignore
In Jesus I’m completed, on the cross my sins He bore, picture perfect is His visage,
so perfection is the door.
