True Identity

Sons and daughters of the most High King, 

Heirs of Heavenly places, 

We shout His name as we sing, 

Enjoying His love and His graces. 

We know who we are and whose we are, 

We hold firmly in our confidence and hope, 

We shine like a bright morning star, 

We were made to overflow not just to cope. 

We are called out of darkness to marvellous light, 

Beloved who are purified and sanctified, 

We rejoice in Him day and night,  

We reflect glory as He is glorified. 

We seek things that are above, 

The head and not the tail, 

We daily walk in love, 

The nails on the cross became bride's veil. 

True Identity