Prophesy the Prophecy 2
Hear my cry for mercy
as i call to you for help
as i lift my hands
toward your Most Holy Place.
Do not reject or forsake me
O God my Savior.
In the land of the living-
I have trusted in the Lord without wavering.
May integrity and uprightness
protect me because my hope is in you.
Then my head will be exalted above
the enemies who surround me.
Teach me your way O Lord
lead me in a straight path
because of my oppressors
Do not reject me or forsake me
O God my Savior.
The Lord is the Strength of His people, a fortress of
Salvation for His anointed one.
Be their Shepherd and
carry them
FOREVER.
Copyright © Mutemwa Gideon | Year Posted 2011
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