Step out from the shadows of the past,
The heavy quiet is shattered at last.
The breath you held for miles and years
Now dries the dirt and burns the tears.
No longer hidden, no longer bound,
Your footsteps shake the hollow ground.
A royal lineage, a fierce decree—
You were never made for captivity.
Lift up your heads, let the chorus ring,
For the power you hold is a breathless thing.
The cage is open, the night is done,
Step into the light of a blazing sun.
Arise, oh daughters, take your place,
With fire in your eyes and power in your grace.
Rise up, oh daughters of the King
Let your voices sing.
So speak with the thunder, sing with the wind,
The era of hiding has come to an end.
No weapon can hold what the Maker has blessed,
No shadow can conquer the light in your chest.
The universe waits for the sound of your roar,
As you step through the threshold and shatter the door.
Reclaim your dominion, inherit the skies—
Daughters of royalty,
Open your eyes.
For too long they asked for your silence and smile,
To walk in the background, to wait for a while.
But the silence has broken, the rivers run free,
And you are the wave that will conquer the sea.
So march to the rhythm of a heavenly drum,
Look at the horizon and see what has come.
The kingdom is yours, it has been all along,
Woven directly into the truth of your song.
Unstoppable, fierce, and divinely designed,
Leaving the dust of the valley behind.
The lineage lives, the promise is true—
Daughters of the King,
The world waits for you.
©️ Deborah Seale Schnadelbach 2026
The Anchor Point 