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| "God told me you would be a sweet sound in His ear." |
(for my baby girl)
Your eyes they say so much
They search for me to show you the way
The beauty of their color fades
because of your deep sorrow
Its easier to say,
"I don't know anything"
than to show your brokenness.
I understand your dreams
they were of a prince that never stops fighting
And I am the beautiful princess
That should never be crying
Oh baby, the prince gave up trying
because he lost his way
when HIS King began dying
inside all your father feels is shame
He is running away
The pain tells him to
The fear rules now
it blinds, it steals, it destroys, it kills
So baby, pray he finds his hope soon
that he remembers his heavenly home
That he understands he is
not the bad boy of the palace anymore
Hold on to your dreams, don't let them die
Your dreams are in the palms of a God
who has always been alive
Cry for awhile if you must, its ok
But don't you go losing your hope, trust or faith
All those who wander are not lost,
they have only lost their way
all they think glitters is not gold
and all they believe is love is only a toad
The prince is in the dark, a deep fog, a cold cave
But oh! the King is calling out to him with your song
so sing it out and sing it strong
He lost his way, but he has not forgotten your song…
and your voice will lead him home to you again
So Baby, don't be silent, or tuck your song away
sing it again and again at the top of your voice
all night if you have to
for God's gift to you is the redemption song
with it God breaks all chains that bind
returning fathers to their daughters again
and relighting the path that made them lose their way
Your song is the song of every girl crying,
"bring my father home"
originally written January 25, 2010
edited 12/28/13
