Bruised faith, dented ego, health becoming a fever.
Musin', Broodin' wonderin' if I'll ever get better.
Then came the news that I had lost my father...*jeez*
Plus Venus biddin' "so long", wishin' things coulda' been brighter
I was fallin', trippin, thinkin' could the pit ever get deeper'
And right from the throne came a word...
Sayin' "Just trust me and I'll surround you with mercy"
Well I did, and this is my story.....
Scared of the magnitude of my purpose,
The enemy tried to distract me with numerous (disguised) woes
Dose after dose, my resolve almost came to a close.
But in the midst of the darkness, despair and gloom
His love, His grace and mercy made me bloom.
Now I'm stronger and in my journey, nothing like doom.
Every morning, on my knees by my bedside
Asking the Holy Spirit, for grace and divine hindsight
Drawing on the prayers from my priest and his foresight.
At last I broke free, and realised 'twas a set up for my promotion.
The season of losing heart, weight and my smiles was preparation for validation
The darkness had to flee and I now I dwell in illumination.
Finally, I acknowledge, I see the purpose in the pain.
He'll always put the patriarch through the "wine press " for divinity's gain
Now another page has been written in my chronicles still, I remain
Despite it all , still, I remain...
Despite the great explanations and heartache, still, I remain.
In-spite of a lotta things I can't explain, still, I remain.....
Still, I remain, my place before Him, no man will take.His grace upon me, no one can replace
Yo' devil......I didn't lose my place nor my praise
Still, I remain, In fact, still, I rise....
PS:
Once again you lost enemy....* tongue out*
Praise God!
