Don’t leave me out,
I am part of the celebration too,
Don’t leave me out,
Because when they hurt,
I hurt too.
I am only a child,
Yet I bear the pressure,
The pressure of being a preacher’s kid,
I see the laboring,
The time spent,
Interceding relentlessly,
For the body of believers,
Yet they still care for me.
I am the twinkle in their eye,
The best gift they ever received,
And no matter where they are,
They’ll always think of me!
Don’t forget about me,
Although my steps maybe small,
I am the fiercest of them all,
Walking boldly in the foundation they have laid for me,
Not afraid to ask God for anything! While they look after you,
I ask God to let mommy and daddy rest too,
They are training me while I’m young,
So my anointing,
my Holy oil is strong!
Don’t forget about me,
As big or as little as I may be,
I was chosen,
To make them laugh,
To make them smile,
To brighten up the day,
When all they have done is cried.
I am a preacher’s kid,
Fulfilling my destiny,
Showering them with the love,
That only a child could give!