Thursday, May 12, 2005
The love of a Father and His daughter
Turn your eyes upon the one who loves you
Turn your eyes upon the creator
In Him we find our strength
In Him we are made new
His glory abounds in his little child
His grace comes to her gently
His love surrounds her soul
Till the warmth makes her whole
Whispering sweet nothings
and promises in her soul
with anticipation and gratitude
she turns to her king
waiting on the wings of eagles
and flying freely with the joy of the Lord
He turns to her and says, "Well done my daughter"
Listen to me, daughter; look and pay attention. Forget your people and your fathers family. The king loves your beauty. Because he is your master, you should obey him. -Psalm 44:10,11
Turn your eyes upon the creator
In Him we find our strength
In Him we are made new
His glory abounds in his little child
His grace comes to her gently
His love surrounds her soul
Till the warmth makes her whole
Whispering sweet nothings
and promises in her soul
with anticipation and gratitude
she turns to her king
waiting on the wings of eagles
and flying freely with the joy of the Lord
He turns to her and says, "Well done my daughter"
Listen to me, daughter; look and pay attention. Forget your people and your fathers family. The king loves your beauty. Because he is your master, you should obey him. -Psalm 44:10,11