Face the Day
Behold!
Don't feel contrite,
I've raised my nose in to the sky,
Jezebel in her birthday dress,
Is retaliating with a fright,
Infact Jehovah comes to destress,
Olive oil in Jesus palm,
Church anointed to repent,
Today I see fingers in ring,
Together with total defence,
Who knows what darkness think?
The creator has refilled our inkless pens,
Platform for new offspring,
Prince and Princess now our reference,
Soon in a new world,
Salvation obtained within a gradient,
And you're to be impelled,
For fear is surely expelled.
Copyright © ANDERSON WALKINGSHOES | Year Posted 2018
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