On my knees with my hands raised up
I look above and begin to cry
My God, what have I done wrong?
Desperately seeking for answers, through the phone

None could make me better
Though they tried
There was something more to this
Than what meets the eye

Your words pierced through my flesh
And I began to hear, you said
You are my daughter
Why do you fear?

The one who walks on water
Never sleeps nor slumbers
This is my promise to you
You don't need to ponder

Lo and Behold
As I do a new thing
None can comprehend
The magnitude of what I am about to send

But to whom much is given
Much is required
But, its through these afflictions
You will finally acquire

I carried you away to a land
Where you have none
For you will know it is me
When I say, it is done

Are you going through life, feeling like a reject?
Does it feel like someone else reaped your harvest?
Do you feel like you have been pushed into darkness
For helping others out?
And you ask, how is this fair?

Are you constantly judged for who you are and the choices you make?
Are you waiting for someone's approval or acceptance?
I was, and I even began to wonder, how bad this world can be?
Is there really a saviour who can hear me?

Then one day, I am shown the way
I realise, he is the way, the truth and the life.
That in his love, there is light and it shines through me, yes me!
Through him I am made new, let the world judge
I am no longer of this world
For I am made new in Christ.

My past he remembers no more, my sins wiped clean
How I look, where I come from, what I wear
Is not what he sees.
So, I don't get irked by others if that is what they see in me.
For, when in Christ, I ought to see the heart of people, just as he does.
And not judge them for their outward appearance.

If you are not accepted by someone
Pray for them, for Jesus accepts everyone,
Loves everyone and even has a plan for everyone
All you need to do is confess and surrender
And just like that, you are made new
For you are bought by his blood, paid in full
To live a life in complete joy, for his glory.

Just stop a moment, stay still
You are breathing
You are alive
Forget the world around you for just a minute
Forget your pain, forget your problems
Close your eyes, remain still
What do you see?

I see grace, I see mercy
I see where I was and I see where I am
In all my brokenness, he picked me up
He decided my birth place
He decided my birth parents
He chose me and told me I am his child.

From when I was ten years old
I sought after love and affection
I would blindly trust anyone
Who says anything nice to me
Naive, is how I would describe me
But he calls me his child.

It took me eight years after knowing Jesus
To finally give myself up
To pick up that cross and walk
I have seen rejection, I have been betrayed
I have been used and have been abused
And, I continue to see it more, now that I am his.

I'd want to give up
My ego is bruised
But a small still voice, gives me hope
Reminds me, though they reject you
You are accepted and belong to the king
Who died and rose again, what are you afraid of?

Though they reject you, you are not alone
You may be ignored, you may be a laughing stock
But he who is on the throne is faithful
You are his precious, he knows his sheep
He knows your heart, so stop and stay still
You are breathing, you are alive
And he calls you his child.

You feel like the weight of the world
Is resting on your chest
You feel helpless and tired
Trying to shake it off,  trying to be the best
The pain, the hurt is too much to bear
All you needed in return was some care

What do you do?
When the battle is between the flesh and the Spirit
What do you do?
When the flesh is after the same person the spirit is

I'll tell you, you don't give into the flesh
You run off to your secret place
Begin to worship as you wait
What is of the spirit he will fulfil
At his appointed time, as per his will

You don't have to understand it all
You don't have to put your life on hold
In his house you shall stay
Until he says, it's time to give my daughter away

In the natural, its all falling apart
But don't try to fix for its not your part
So, run off to your secret place
Begin to worship as you wait
What is of the spirit he will fulfil
At his appointed time, as per his will.

In that wonderful day, you will sing
Thank the Lord! Praise His Name!
The world will know, what he has done
For it cannot be denied by anyone.

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