Sitting On God's Shoulders

High up
Above all
Looking down
I will not fall
Back down below
To the world
That crushed and broke
This little girl.
I can stay up here forever
Never have to cry again
Because of pain or circumstance
Thinking of what could have been
Today I’m free and I can run
But now I am content
To sit upon these shoulders
And think of how my days are spent
I can turn His face to mine
When I want to see His smile
And if I miss those left behind
He’ll hold me for awhile
I will be His little one
Always on my knees
His words ring in my head today,
“Just look at all of these.”