Serving Jesus Is A Must
I am a child of light, with power and with might...
And I shine through, by faith and not sight.
Where darkness dwells, I am not seen..
For my covering is not, from a mortal being.
I am awake, to what is wrong...
Equipped with weapons, harp and song.
I am sober, strong and fair.
And my God is with me, everywhere.
An independent child I am...
Faithful to, my call and calm.
Abstaining from evil, at all costs...
For serving Jesus, is a must.
With me, whether near or far...
Is the abounding love, of my Favorite Star.
Unfruitful words, from flattered lips...
Fall like flies, on a carcass
hips.
As a royal seed, of God...
I am worthy, to my Lord.
When I lay, upon my bed...
Heaven knows, that I am wed.
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