He Calls me His Princess
i Wonder how that could be
Since I don’t have pearls or diamonds,
No Sparkling jewelry for men to see
He calls me His BELOVED
What He sees in Me I don’t Know
When all the while I made Him weep,
Cut Him deep, Hurt Him So
He calls me His WARRIOR
and yet He fights for me
He leads me on to battle
and gives me His crown of Victory
He calls me His RESTING HAVEN
But its me who seeks His embrace
I rest while the storm rages within me
I rest till everything is of no more trace
He calls me THE ONE HE LOVES TRUE
And in His Name I cry each tear
He’s the reason for evry laughter
The ONe who takes the Hurts and Fears
He calls me THE APPLE OF HIS EYES
And He is the LOVER OF MY SOUL
He is the reason for every heartbeat
I am broken vessel He made whole
He calls me His PRECIOUS POSSESSION
A royal diadem of which He keeps
He values me more than I value myself
Loving myself through His LOve so deep
He calls me HIS
and Oh so much more
As long as im looking up and see Him smiling down at me
I know in my Father’s arms is where I’ll always long to be
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