Everyone was coming to me for guidance and I was sitting in dirt
Confused about who I am
Thinking that my body is the only thing I had to offer
Everyday I was putting on a mask pretending to be fine
Dying inside, literally
Then one day, this voice came to me
“Daughter, I made you for greatness. Your body is holding onto so much more. Get up!”
Even in my sin and rebelliousness, I have been favored and chosen
So that voice that you try to ignore is really God saying,
Daughter, Son, Get Up!