God is Beauty. And Goodness. And Truth. And Wisdom. And Knowledge. And Power. And every other virtue and perfection you could name. And then some you and I can't name.
"What? Do you worship a god of ugliness?"
You bring up an interesting point.
For he grew up before him like a young plant,
and like a root out of dry ground;
he had no form or majesty that we should look at him,
and no beauty that we should desire him.
He was despised and rejected by men;
a man of sorrows, and acquainted with grief;
and as one from whom men hide their faces.