Little girl, wipe your beautiful eyes
See through the blurry vision and quiet tears
You have stayed silent all through the years
Time stops like a clock
But the years seem to fly by without a moment to pause
Stuck in the trauma and worried mind
Come to Jesus, He will meet you where you are
Little girl lift your head, be transformed.
Heaven is your home and God is your Father
Run to Him for shelter
This world has too many lies
You wither and fade
But in His image, you were made
I love your smile and you always try your best
You try to make the world laugh by your humor
And you hide it all so well
You persevere and love all truly
This home you feel is just a place
And a soft place to lay your head
This world may bring you comfort but then again
Little girl this won’t always be
This moment is temporary and then you’ll see
The lies were given and the hurt was told
But God has you in His arms to hold
So little Sabrina don’t you fear
When you look back and see
You have made your Heavenly Father proud
Well done child.