Hearken to Me, Oh Daughter

Hearken to Me, oh daughter.
Yes, hear your heavenly king.
Forget thy father’s people
And to My being cling.

I see in you rare beauty.
I long to save your soul,
To take you broken vessel
And make you truly whole.

You too, oh erring daughter,
Who failed so public’ly,
Do not allow the devil
To rob and cripple thee.

For he would scar your beauty
And rob you of your crown;
Defile your golden garments
And keep your spirits down.

Rise up, oh kingly daughter,
Receive my pardon true;
Reflect my grace and beauty;
Let me your soul renew.

Thy daughter bows in reverence,
Submits to Thee, oh King.
Her heart, her life, her being
She doth with gladness bring.

Jenny Daniel