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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