My Daughter, My Bride,

by Adan Magaña

Hey you, Daughter of Eve,

I have a story that you need to believe.

Hey, HEY! You in the back seat,

Yeah you, you with the hopes so low.

He told you he loves you, and you don't want to lose him,

So you don't know how far you'll go.

But girl where was he, when they crucified me?

Where was his love that day?

When I hung and I died, just to purchase my Bride?

You where bought at a price he's not willing to pay.

He says you're pretty, and you think you're not

but you'll do what it takes to believe.

But girl, you forget,that I made you myself.

You're a beautiful daughter of Eve.

In the image of God, who is Beauty and Love,

before even time began.

I was the One, as I sat on my throne,

to knit you with my perfect hand.

And then I gave up my crown, so that I could come down

to teach you the truth and the way.

Then I hung and I died, just to prove to my Bride,

you were bought at a price he's not willing to pay.