I robbed God
I robbed God
I was once a thief, never done for Stealing guns,
or knives. Money, laundering offences, or Somebody’s wife.
I robbed God of tithes that I must pay; I was alive but a dead man
Walking, not at my fullest potential in anyway.
Oh yes! I had God’s blessings and favour alright,
But limited to what I could have done without effort
Or fight. I withheld what’s not mine, for a period of time,
Now I got the revelation (Mal 3:8-10) that it’s really not fine.
If you leave a comment it’s entirely up to you, free speech
Make all your opinions known. But that’s under the law
It has no trace, and I say if that was the law what should
I be doing by grace.
I’ve made up my mind to do things God’s way, due respect
To the opinions you’ve given today. That won’t change a thing
God’s ways are best. I’ll go with my inner prompting and block
Out negative reasoning and the rest.
I’ll give the first fruit not as a law but by faith, and watch the
Windows of heaven open before it’s too late. God promise
To disperse the financial curse, and restore what the devil stole.
When I obey biblical principles, I’ll sure receive a hundred fold.
First fruits offered by Abel a more excellent sacrifice than Cain.
The same applies to me whilst done in Jesus name; God’s intentions
Are pure laid out that I would gain? His principle of the kingdom
Are here to stay, I’ll embrace the fact and do it anyway.
Copyright © Abraham Lincoln