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Wisdom Was Found
WISDOM WAS FOUND The day moves me into this ultimate search Of the principality that Lords over life And rules over Kings, nobles, aged and Princes As my desire yearns for that which is profitable to direct. Steadfastly aiming to avoid the natural consequences Invited by my wrong actions and life's fitful fall, I grope for the path of the higher realm, Then realise that even the word of God Is searched and tried in the furnace of fire 7 times. I surrender my eyes to her rebuke And embark further into the land of the greats Even the discouraging and slothful wind Couldn't strangle my lamp Amidst intimidating and daring storms Where men's soul stagger not But swaggers into celestial hall of fame, Owing to grace, persistence and doggedness. If only I find her, discretion will preserve me From the perversity of the diabolic whose path is crooked, I thought of the rags of time, How I had stalled in movements in life's race Where I was born to take the lead; My heart cried for an ornament of grace. Who shall then buy me one? Still I hear no answer but one from me Then I sell all that's within me just for her bosom. Even my manliness and ego holds me not. Who can withhold himself from speaking? For real you have instructed many, You have strengthened weak hands, Your words have upheld him who was stumbling And have strengthened the feeble frigid knees. By the blast of God you were let loosed And all your enemies are subdued and fade away. God understands her way - ask Him 'how'? And He knows her place - find it now! For He looks to the ends of the earth, And sees under the whole heavens, To establish a weight for the wind, And apportion the waters by measure When a law was made for the rain And a path for the thunderbolt, Then He saw Wisdom and declared it; Prepared it, indeed, He searched it out. To men He said, "the fear of the Lord is wisdom And to depart from evil is understanding." Written by: Vick Manuel (VickWizzy) Copyright© 2013. Reference: New King James version (NKJV), Thomas Nelson [1978], copyright 1982, Job 28v23,28; pg301.
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