I Corinthians 6:19b-20

Ye are not your own. For ye are bought with a price: therefore glorify God in your body, and in your spirit, which are God's.

Sunday, March 14, 2010

Love, Daddy

Dear precious one
Come talk to me
Come walk by my side
I will never leave
What is burdening you
I will listen
I am ever near to a contrite heart
My child give me your burdens

My child I write this letter to you
To show my love
To reassure your trembling heart
Of the devotion of your Father above
I want nothing more than the best for you
I ask nothing in return
Only let me love you
You are the apple of my eye
The joy of my life
Love, Daddy

Dear child of mine
Come sit in my lap
Why is your heart so heavy
Why are you so sad
Who hurt you so bad
Who took away your sweet innocence
Who told you you were damaged goods
I died for you washing it all away

My child I write this letter to you
To show my love
To reassure your trembling heart
Of the devotion of your Father above
I want nothing more than the best for you
I ask nothing in return
Only let me love you
You are the apple of my eye
The joy of my life
Love, Daddy

Jana Brannon-lyrics and music
copyright 2010

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