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He Sees-He Cares-He Acts

by Emily Canderelli

My Daughter you have shed to many tears for your years;I counted each one with sorry as I felt your fears.
My daughter I know how hard your days have been; I watched over you tenderly-with sadness for what I'd seen.
My Daughter you've had the most hurtful times too; I knew your pain, and how deep the sorry was for you.
My Daughter your loniness becomes to much to bare; I whispered my love to you wanting you to know how much I care.
My Daughter in this world many troubles will come; I know them all to well-the evil one Satan is who they're from.
My Daughter you carry such guilt and shame; I gladly forgive as you bow and call my name.
My Daughter, often doubt fills your mind; I have a plan for you-seek and you will find.
My Daughter hopelessness enslaves you, and you are not free; I have treasures for you, and joy in abundance-just come to me.
My Daughter courage leaves you and no words can you say; I ache inside because you do not come to me and pray.
My Daughter stand firm and look to me; I, your Father, have a new life for you-just trust and you'll see.
My daughter you are a child of the King;
I know your hearts desire-just wait and see who I bring.

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