Let go, float free, let God's breath carry you:
who gave you beauty gives you grace today,
empowers you, will take your pain away,
will give you perfect love and strength to do
whatever you desire to carry through.
Perfect you're not, and you don't have to be:
the One who made your wings can clearly see
you can't fly yet: He made a stairway too.
Your father's fears disabled him to serve
God's love to you, but love is all around
you now: love that you don't have to deserve:
a pure and unconditional surround
for you, perfect or not, without reserve,
for which you're never lost, but always found.