Season Every Chapter
I pray to the Lord, to pour into my heart.
In everything I do, in everything I start.
I hope that my words, can impact your life.
And someday you realize, that you are the perfect wife.
I write in my letters, with words filled with Grace.
That as you read my pages, you will choose to run the race.
I season every chapter, with the salt from on high.
In hope you will listen, and soar to touch the sky.
If I can make a difference.
And sow good seeds in you.
I know that someday.
You will reap what is your due.
In everything I do, may it show you the right path.
So glory hallelujah, you can have a brand new heart.
Like flutters of the wings.
On the eagles way up high.
May you rise each morning.
Filled with hope and not a sigh.
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