Child of God

Precious children take a step, held tightly by the hand,
With gentleness the Father prods, and teaches them to stand.
Free to choose their path in life, the risks that will be taken,
Each one, as a child of God, will never be forsaken.

Children that will scrape their knee, the Father always near.
Lovingly He picks them up, and wipes away each tear.
Children of the Most High God, precious in His sight,
The Sovereign King, their Father… they are His delight.

Created in His image, that they’d reflect His light,
The Holy Spirit guides them, sprouting wings and taking flight.
Rebellious in their freedom, He gently pulls the reins,
There to catch them when they fall… the Father’s hand remains.

A temple of the Spirit, to command the honor due,
“Remember who you are, My child… a price was paid for you.”
Children of the Most High God, stand boldly on the earth.
Royalty of the Holy King… proclaim your precious worth.

Children, on a journey… their purpose to discover.
Strengthened by the Father, His grace will be their cover.
They’ll not stand alone… to face the enemy with fear.
“Seek, and you will find Me… your Father’s always near.”

Children of the Most High God, precious in His sight.
The Sovereign King, your Father… you are His delight.

1John 3:1   How great is the love the Father has lavished on us,

that we should be called children of God!

And that is what we are!