I was that little girl who lived in fear wondering if God was real, was he here?
Often laying awake in the dead of night full of hurt and sadness and fright, crying out to the father above show me who you are show me your love.
I want you to see me I long for that day, I could hear him say.
Right now you’ve allowed the pain and abuse to darken your view, let me help you see me, allow me to wash all that dirt away.
You will shine for my glory my daughter, you are, so precious to me, I know who you truly are. I made you I formed you, and loved you from the start.
Now I ask you dear daughter to give me all of your heart.