From the beginning of time
My Lord thought of me
Uniquely designed
By his hands I was being refined
Molded into his image he had a purpose in plan
To save a soul or two woman or man
He knew every single detail of me
All the hairs in my head even ones you cannot see
He called me beautiful chosen one
You will rise one day with my son
Daughter of the king you will be
Flawless and fearless all mankind will see
Daughter of the king a virtuous woman I will create you to be
Clothed in strength and dignity
Your children will call you blessed
They will praise you and protect
Daughter of the king you are my chosen one
My beautiful bride daughter of my son
