Lord I find You in the seeking
I seek Your face and You shine upon me
You call me Your own
Your precious daughter
Your little princess
You place Your robe of righteousness about my shoulders and I stand tall. I stand with head raised high, back straight and shoulders even.
Not because I am prideful, but because You have made me whole and I can boast in You.
"Look!", I say. "Look how far my Lord has brought me!"
"Look!", I say again. "Look what my Lord has seen me through!"
He has brought me through valleys and led me beside streams of flowing waters.
He has set me upon a firm foundation so that when storms come and the wind blows I will not be shaken.
I will not be moved.