MY KING

There’s joy in my heart,
I am wearing a grin,
A fire is glowing,
I’m lit from within.

My body His temple,
He’s my Royal Guest,
The Lord of creation,
In me finds His rest.

He moves me to laughter,
He calms all my fears,
When sorrow is welling,
He dries up my tears.

My name He has carved,
On the palm of His hand,
To Him I am precious,
I am His to command.

The treasures of heaven,
Are given to me,
Co-heir to God’s Kingdom,
I am royalty.

_{Myra D’souza / 4.12.2008}