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Daughter of the King
by Lesley-Anne Evans One day she wakes up broken weary, of the life she's come to know . She used to feel she had potential now all she feels is old. Her eyes have lost their brightness and her soul is growing cold. Nobody seems to notice Nobody but the Lord... and He whispers.... You are lovely You are precious You are my delight, for you are daughter of the King. Leave unworthy In the ashes, lift your eyes and see yourself through me. Cherished and beloved one, be free. Perfect, precious daughter of the King. Still she looks for answers to feed a hunger she can't name. The black and white of childhood is lost in shades of grey. To find herself she thinks that she must give herself away. She prays in desperation to hold on another day, and He calls her... You are lovely You are precious You are my delight, for you are daughter of the King. Leave unworthy In the ashes, lift your eyes and see yourself through me. Cherished and beloved one, be free. Perfect, precious daughter of the King. and she hears him... I am lovely, I am precious, I have been redeemed and been made clean. Through your love I've been made worthy, in your love and grace I am made free. I belong to you, because you've chosen me. I'm daughter of the King. Lesley-Anne writes to share hope, encouragment and small graces with those God puts in her path. Article Source: http://www.faithwriters.com |