by Sherri Woodbridge

Created on: October 13, 2008

Daughter of the King

your soul exposed

your thoughts laid bare

could you have ever imagined

to find love there

there in a place

where dirt and filth reside

and shame clouds hang overhead

in a place you long to die

instead you live

you breath in and out

you find one day

what love is all about

you learn of a mighty King

who sent his son to fight

so that we could live free

be rid of darkness and walk in light

this king calls you beloved

this king calls you blessed

this king calls you His

and with the finest linens, you become dressed

you have a new home

a home made just for you

it's surrounded by streets of gold

for nothing less will do

He calls you His beloved

He loves you as His very own

there's no where you can hide

you'll never again be alone

you have a Father now

a King above all Kings

He'll fight for you, gave His son for you,

He'll do anything.

Yes, He calls you His beloved

He's there through everything

He loves you more than you can know

for you are His - a daughter of the King.

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