Oh how I love he.
With all his grace he sets me free.My true freedom comes from above.
I know he looks down on me like I am a pure white dove.He loves me even when I do wrong.
That's why I give him all my praise when I sing him my song.There is power in his very name.
God is able to take away all my shame.There is no one greater than he.
He is the one who only sees the best in me.I am his daughter a princess for all to see.
For my father is the king of all kings.He is the beginning and end.
I am great fully proud to call him my friend.

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PoetryPoems that come from the heart and soul of a forgotten teenager.