His Label

The Father has labeled me 
Beautiful, a diamond of great value, a precious gem radiating His glory.

The other label is poweless,
He sets His label over the other spoken label and declares,

"The label I give you, my daughter, is truth, it is who you are, it is how I see you.
It's the label that I, your Maker, your Lover, your Shepherd, place upon you.
It is the label of the One who knows you intimately.
All other labels have to fade,
They are hung over you by the one who desires to destroy you.
They are not truth, only lies."

The Father places His label over me,
Whispers it into my ear, sings it over me,
Shouts it into me when the other voice tries to wedge itself in with the lie.

I am believing my Maker's label.
The One who loves me says, "You are a diamond, pure, beautiful, priceless."

He is the One I trust,
He is the One I believe,
He is the One I love!