Who am I that you should sit with me?
That you might treat me like a sister,
and who am I that you should tell me,
The great and unsearchable things,

  Child of the King,
Cherished and loved,
Daughter of the Most High,
Trusting in His love.   

Who am I that you should care?
To take away my shame,
and who am I that you should remember,
and call me by my name.

  And here I am Lord,
my tears uncoverd before you
My hands weary from my trials,
and my hearts burden laid down.

And here I am...
Child of the King,
Cherished and Loved.
Daughter of the Most High
Trusting in His love.

©2004 J.Ffrench