He's Alive and It's a Good Day In Me-

Though the Son may rise has Rose 
I'm yet to be alive I'm disposed 
My faith receiving my mind reeling
Yet all my Ascension 
Did I mention 
Doesn't always be right
 I am not always happy in the new daylight 
For the son has Rosen 
He's alive
He's alive
He's alive and in that alone it's a good day in me

He has rose and my faith in Him
 I am more than alive in Him
Elohim I am thankful for His Rising 
I'll wait His setting 
For in Him I am placed Above All Things 
His Mercy is great it's giving me an opening 
For an eternal life back to my real home
Heavenly spaced in eternal place my birth home

Yet all my Ascension 
Did I mention 
Doesn't always be right
 I am always happy in the new daylight 
For the son has Rosen 
He's alive
He's alive
He's alive and it's a good day in me
He's alive
He's alive
He's alive and it's a good day in me

6/13/23
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr 2023
Copyright © | Year Posted 2023

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