He knew of my existence before my parents did.
He knows the numbers of my days.
He knew of the time I would slid.
He knew when I would return to his way.
Here I am,
Daughter of a king.
Like a little lamb,
Awaiting to hear when the trumpets ring.
While I await, I will lift your name,
Always thankful for blessing me,
Your glory is all that I can claim.
For your love made me free.
Truly blessed to be a daughter of a king.
Living, breathing, loving you.
Praises to you I will forever sing.
Thankful, blessed, for your love is true!