Dear Reader,

From the Poet’s Heart

I write not from lofty towers, but from the quiet wonder of one who has herself been caught in the embrace of this heavenly song. In a world quick to condemn and slow to celebrate, I longed to lift up the truth that our Savior does not merely tolerate us—He delights in us.

This poem is my offering: a small echo of the magnificent anthem He sings over every weary, forgiven, royal child of grace. May these words quiet the noise of accusation, still the lies of unworthiness, and awaken fresh joy in your soul.

You are not forgotten.

You are not rejected.

You are sung over with holy, exuberant love.

Listen. Rest. Rejoice.

With affection and awe,

The Poet

Zephaniah 3:17 (KJV)

The LORD thy God in the midst of thee is mighty; he will save, he will rejoice over thee with joy; he will rest in his love, he will joy over thee with singing.

There is a song of redeemed delight,

Sung over you, O precious child of grace—

A melody woven with golden threads,

Diamond notes and pearls of holy embrace.

Not the world’s cold dirge of disdain,

Nor the enemy’s accusing refrain,

But heaven’s exuberant, triumphant strain,

Poured forth by the Redeemer’s own sweet voice.

He sings of love that never fades,

Of mercy that washes every stain,

Of forgiveness that sets the captive free,

And royal heirship—your true identity.

The Lord your God is in your midst,

A Mighty One who saves and lifts.

He rejoices over you with gladness bright,

Quiets you with love, exults with singing light.

No condemnation in this sacred song,

Only delight where the redeemed belong.

So listen, child—let your heart be still,

Rest, rejoice, and stand in awe of His will.

For your Savior delights in you, His own,

Royally redeemed, forever known.

The song of delight rings eternal and true—

Beloved, it is sung over you.

You are delighted in.

You are sung over.

You are amazingly loved.

Hallelujah! 🎶✨