Gracious God
Sovereign Lord
How precious are the thoughts of the King
The one who sits upon the throne
Calls me His child,His beloved one
As the tears well up within my soul
At the thought,” I am His child “,
He knows me! He knows me! He knows me!
My King the Lord of the Universe
Who bled upon Calvary
Knows me by name!
How marvelous is that?
Now I no longer hear my name
But I also hear how thrilled He is when I call Him Papa
You see,
He took me in when I was so scarred by years of abuse
How could I call Him God much less Papa
So at the age of nine
I called upon Him to save me
Then at the age of eleven He came to me in a vision
With His arms open wide
I knew somehow I would be alright.
To this day I won’t forget that He loves me and He knows me by Name!
Living Fountain 