"Don't you know, my child?
If you fall, I will pick you up.
If you can't go on, I will carry you.
Don't you know, my child? Don't you know?
It is when it breaks that I can make you whole again.
It is when it breaks that I can pick out these broken pieces that are hurting you.
It is when it breaks that you can truly learn to love.
You can rise again.
You will rise again.
I belong to a privileged family, so much is expected of me.
I'm part of a royal heritage, I'm actually royalty!
Oh, you can't tell by my appearance, I carry no crown on my head;
No royal robes on my person for functions which I would dread.
In truth, I'm really a servant, a person of lowly esteem,
But through my Mediator, I'm more than what I might seem.
You see, I serve a great Master, the King, Creator of all;
He is the One who has blessed me, He hears me whenever I call.