Good Morning My Loves

 The rest of my life, will be the best of my life.. The good shepherd provides, for HE loves his dear wife. Overflow and abundance, will always be mine.. For at the Master's table, I will sit and dine. I know where I am going, for I am led by the Lord.. My destiny is protected, by the shield and the sword. Though friends come and go, I will never be alone.. In the midst of adversity, I am covered to the bone. As one of the remnant , of the Lord Most High.. I am precious and beautiful, as a bright, sunny sky. Chosen and blessed, far above the rest.. With honour and pride, I  will give off my best. Through my belief, I store up with grace.. Heavenly treasures, adorned with white lace. The womb of the morning, sings me a song.. For all of my days, I will right every wrong. I write in my journal, my vision so deep.. I count every cost, as I bow down and weep. Each lesson I learn, as I walk on my path.. Builds the foundation, where faith made a start.

 In the secret place, of the Most High God, is where you seek to know the heart of God. Sometimes words escape you.... Because there is no perfectness within you that is worthy of your surrender.  Sometimes all you can do weep. Tears are a language, only Jesus can understand. When you don't know what to do, your tears becomes a willing sacrifice. No other love on earth, is as passionate or faithful, as the love of Jesus. How He feels about you, is beyond the realms of your understanding. It is pure. It is sacred. It is sacrificial. It is free. Build an altar upon your heart and remain faithful to the Lord. Give Him your all... Your life.. Your soul.. Your heart.. Your mind. Jesus wants it all. 

 I am a king's daughter, called forth by name.. My garments smell of cassia, with pearls on my train. My tongue is a pen, ready to be used.. And my house is all dressed, with linen in the pews. Prosperous I am, with a sceptre to my bone.. Anointed from my crown, for I am not alone. Oil in my cup and favour where I go.. This righteous king's daughter, will destroy every foe. Troubled waters roar, but not as loud as I.. Under every teardrop, my prayer touches the sky. My father's house is mine and he is in my heart.. Therefore I am blessed, with gladness from the start. Fairer than all fortune, my days will be with truth.. For grace is poured into my lips, as virtue was in Ruth. Among all my companions, I stand above them all.. Assured in great affection, to rise and not to fall.

 Anyone or anything, that is seeking to do evil against a child of God, will fail.  God will be an enemy to our enemy. He will oppose those who oppose us. Your enemy will have to surrender to you, when you assert your God given authority and destroy the works of darkness against you. This heritage belongs only to the chosen of the Lord. They are the ones who are set apart from the rest of the world. God uses our trials to refine us. Yes, it is a painful process, but the promises of the Lord to us, are yea and amen. You have the power in Jesus name, to render every tool, strategy and plan useless. Your enemy will not be able to produce successful weapons against you, when you understand who you are. 

 I travailed and I sought, to give you the Lord.. I pleaded with arrows, to cease your discord. Though I fought with great might, to pour in your cup.. You hardened your heart and refused every drop. I searched in the depth, to gain the right seed.. For in thought I declared, the Word you would need. Likely my best, was wrapped up in gloom.. For you were in prison, rejoicing in doom. Zeal in my actions and pep in my step.. I wrestled in pity and sorrow in depth. Unworkable tact and iron in your heart.. Blocked every entry, to grant a fresh start. I pray for your soul, to gather and rest.. On the day you depart, where you have been blest. I gave you Jesus, but you laughed in my face.. So I release you freely, in your choice of disgrace.

Your days are as a shadow that passes away.. So fill it with worship, before you decay. Speak blessings and not curses, upon your household.. That your time here on earth, may be gold in your world. Pray that your sons, be as plants in the ground.. Pray that your daughters, be polished all around. Speak to the morning, to bring forth new wealth.. So that great sorrows, may never on you felt. Store up your treasures, in vessels that are pure.. Where moth and rust be absent, and peace be at your door. Let daylight bring you favour, for night is just ahead.. And put your trust in Jesus, to whom you are wed. Happy be your comfort and love be your cheer.. When troubled water rages and hope is not there. Enter not the floodgates, with snares and with traps.. But declare with faith and power, you will cover every gap.

 Some might say that, prayer is prayer.. Some might say, to keep it near. Others say, that prayer with faith.. Is indeed, the prayer with weight. While you doubt, that prayer can work.. There are those, who stalk and lurk. If you take, the time to pray.. You will walk, on God's highway. Prayer with thanks, should be your bread.. For birthing pains, are words God said. What you plant, is what you reap.. So strive to let, your prayer to keep. Pray in want, or pray in lack.. Pray in corners, without slack. Pray for good, and for all men.. Pray for peace, the Lord will send. How you pray, is all your choice.. How you stay, is in your voice. How you make, your bed to lie.. There you stay, until you die.

 Where could I go, that you cannot find me? Where can I hide, that you cannot see? Whom shall I be, that you could not know? There is nought about me, that you cannot sow. If I travel through the darkness, you are there with me.. If I sleep on a bed of iron, your softness I will see. If all my enemies surround me, you are my own shield.. There is nought about me, that hinders how I yield. Way upon the mountain, I am sheltered from the wind.. On the Cross of Calvary, your blood washed me from sin. Way down in the valley, when I think I am alone.. You are right beside me, as a cover on my bone. Out of rhyme and reason, I go to paths unknown.. Yet even on my journey, you harvest what is sown. There is none like Jireh, my fair and evermore.. For Nissi is my banner, whose blood protects my door.

 Our brothers and sisters, all across the land.. Are killed and imprisoned, because they make a  stand. Come let us gather, and pray one for all.. For only together, we should rise and not fall. The justice for children, of the Most High God.. Will be upon those, who are stiff as a board. Today they will laugh, and suppress all the meek.. But judgment day is coming, when laughter they will seek. Howl like the wind, and intercede for those.. The ones who are hungry and those without clothes. Consecrate your heart, and pray without fear.. For the mercies of the Father, be on those who are dear. Oh, that our voices, should rise with a shout.. To declare to our enemies, what we are about. Failure is not an option, while it is day.. For pressing through the valley, we will conquer and repay. Look toward the hilltop, and call forth the Son.. For with every trial, there are bullets in our guns. Unite in one accord, and fight with great faith.. As the armies of the Lord, will never b...

 There might be times you feel as though you are surrounded by enemies, at every turn. Remember, the Word of God is forever true. God is always with you. He will never leave you. He will never forsake you. God has blessed you, beyond anything materialistic. He has given you eternal life, through the Blood and faith in His son Jesus Christ. You are special and fearfully and wonderfully made. You were created to be a chosen generation and a royal priesthood. There is no one else like you.  Though your sins be as scarlet, you shall be whiter than snow. Jesus loves you. He will leave the ninety and nine and go in search of you, because you are His own. 

 God has designed rest for the righteous. It is often costly.  Doing that which is right, often leads to challenges and changes in their world.  When the chosen of the Lord dies, it means deliverance from worse evils ahead. His death becomes a gain to him, because he will escape the evil, coming upon a wicked generation. The righteous were ignored and persecuted, by the wicked leaders of Judah. Yet God did not forsake them. A child of God will always be protected by the Blood Hedge. He is taken away by death, for the embodiment of eternal peace. Oftentimes we see the sins of others, but we are blind to our own. Let goodness prevail, as the beloved bride of Christ. 

 The most faithful servants of God, cannot escape the results of their failure in this life.  Moses failed by being disobedient to the God of glory, at the waters of Meribah. Yet he still found favour with the Lord and was allowed to see the promised land from afar. There may be times as a servant, you will fall short of the glory of the Lord... but the mercies of God will forever be upon you. God's promises to His children are yea and amen. He is not a man that He should lie. We will fail, but He cannot fail. It is much to understand the power of obedience. It is stringent to man, that they are wrestled daily... For the trying of their faith worketh patience. Man cannot live on earth, without the empowered manifestation of the knowledge of God. It is their fulfillment of necessity, to bear the clothing of righteousness.  Even in failure, there is preparation. Even in failure, there is ri sing. Even in failure, there is purpose. Even in failure, there is  storytellin...

 It takes faith to stand, in the midst of despair.. It takes faith to say, you will not fear. It takes faith to see, beyond the sky.. It takes faith to believe and not ask why. It takes faith to speak, to every high hill.. It takes faith to declare and to do God's will. It takes faith to walk, by sight alone.. It takes faith to go, when you are chilled to the bone. It takes faith to feast, on lentil peas.. It takes faith to bow and bend your knees. It takes faith to look, at an empty cup.. It takes faith to drink, where cattles sup. It takes faith to rise, when you fall you down..  It takes faith to say, you are heaven bound. It takes faith to hear, the words they speak.. It takes faith to love and be called meek. It takes faith to walk, on the narrow road.. It takes faith to surrender , every heavy load. It takes faith to proclaim, who Jesus is.. It takes faith to shout, that you are His.

 Today I celebrate, the King of my heart.. With gratitude and triumph, for igniting glory's spark. Once I was lost, but now I am found.. And like Moses on the mountain, I stand on holy ground. Words are not sufficient, to express all my joy.. To say thank you Jesus, for destroying every ploy. But I will be content, for the mercies of the Lord.. For only in His presence, I am sound as a board. Today my plate is full and I don't feast on crumbs.. For my Jehovah Jireh, provides without thumbs. With tears like a river, I honour the Most High.. And in my celebration, I touch beyond the sky. Today my home is peaceful, for it is a house of prayer.. Quickened by the Spirit, who gave a listening ear. While others choose a path, of fame and fortune cheer.. I will thank my Saviour, for HE is everywhere. Today beyond my shadow, I hear the voice of God.. I seek to know His wisdom, with truth and with my sword. I celebrate my Father, in whom is all things.. For I am in His keeping and soon ...

 I am lonely, without you.. I lie awake and think of you. Are you thinking, thoughts of me.. Just a glimpse, you wish to see? Do you stare up, at the stars.. And wonder if, I am counting scars? Are you holding on, for fear.. That where you are, I am not there? Might I crawl, into your space.. Attached so closely, like a lace. Sparks to flame, as two hearts meet.. Across the miles, like honey sweet. Do you think, about my care.. Can you taste, my absent fare? While the midnight, speaks in code.. Far apart, is my abode. Just across, the hills in time.. I hear your voice, like bells own chime. Hitherto, I yearn for you.. Hasten now and come with dew.

 I can pray for you, Oh friend of mine.. I can ask the Lord, for you to dine. But if my words, are blocked by you.. You cannot reap, what is your due. I can seek the Lord, in sun or rain.. Turn night to day, in hope to gain. Yet if you do not, change your ways.. A suddenly, is just a faze. Dressed in ashes, on my knees.. I can weep, like leaves on trees. But all my sweat and tears, will fail.. If you proudly, grime and wail. All I must, in prayer for you.. Haply stands, for you to chew. Just to till, the soil to plant.. You must bow, instead of rant. Love prevails, inside my heart.. For I know, you need a start. I beseech you, friend so dear.. You must taste and keep God near.

 God is good, all the time.. All the time, God is good. When the sun, comes out to play.. God is there, to light the way. Will you speak, against the Lord.. When trials come, without a sword? Will your words, say God is good.. When silence lurks, where once you stood? All alone, with pain and fear.. When darkness comes and no one cares. Will your heart, shout God is good.. And bow down, on cedarwood? You loose you home and have no meat.. And tears abound, upon your feet. Will you rise and say, God is good.. Though you wish, you understood? On a bed, you lie awake.. As coldness covers, every ache. Will your faith, say God is good.. While howling winds, rage as it should?

 Rise up child and lace your shoe.. Take your journey and learn your due. Buy your meat, with seeds of gold.. From my purse, inside my world. You may drink, from vessels pure.. Touched by hands, with every cure. Go ahead and make me proud.. For where you go, there will be no crowd. On this day, I will watch you walk.. With command, you will sing and talk. Meddle not, where giants roam.. For I will always, bring you home. Do not fret, for bed or feast.. In my care, you are not the least. You are blessed, for every test.. So rise up child and do your best. Fear not, what you see ahead.. For I will do, just as I said. You are called, t o be my own.. So take this land, with skin and bone.

 Who you are, is who God says.. Where you go, is where he leads. When you choose, Jesus as Lord.. Know your thoughts, will be in accord. All your days, you will be touched.. Where grace abounds and angels watch. Upon a bed, of roses red.. You will lie, for you are wed. Oh beloved, you will dress.. With fine linen, as a special guest. Myrrh and gold, with be your worth.. As flowers bow, to bless your birth. Your cheeks will shine, in everglow.. For you will plant, where you will go. Ointment of God's, special love.. Will cover you, just like a glove. On the ground, the dust will seal.. Every footstep, as you yield. Your name will grace, the ink of gold.. When you drink, from heaven's bowl.

 Freedom comes, when you walk with God.. To build an altar, with praise and sword. The life to live, where grace abides.. Is for the just, as a beloved wife. It's not the path, with wealth and fame.. There is lack, but there is gain. All your days, you will light the way.. For truth will fare, when you kneel and pray. Whereas you, may rest your head.. There you lie, on grasses stead. From the rising, of the sun.. Who you be, is who has won. In the midst, of deep despair.. As a seed, you will not fear. You will grow, and go with grace.. For with love, you will run this race. Never think, out in the field.. You are lost and you will yield. Heaven watches, you at play.. So rest assured, in God you stay.

 Your enemy is not your spouse.. Your enemy is not your flesh.. Your enemy is not your children.. Your enemy is not your boss.. Your enemy is not your neighbour.. Your enemy is not your foe.. Your enemy is not the planter.. Your enemy is not your scar.. Your enemy is not the sunshine.. Your enemy is not the rain.. Your enemy is not the sickness.. Your enemy is not your lack.. Your enemy is not unkindness.. Your enemy is not discouragement.. Your enemy is not disappointment.. Your enemy is not rejectment.. Your enemy is not defeat.. Your enemy is not your sight.. Your enemy is not your substance.. Your enemy is not abundance.. YOUR ENEMY IS SATAN.

 Discouragement will come, from those who are near.. As you travel along, with peace and with care. Purpose in your heart, to trust and obey.. For through great trials, God will answer your prayer. From your own household, a pit may be dug.. For jealousy rages, as soft as a rug. While you are weeping, you will be clothed.. Withholding nothing, God is your abode. While your enemies plan, to obstruct your path.. You will be carried, in the Lord's own cart. Kindness may fail you, where dryness dwells.. But soldiers from heaven, will surround you with wells. Forget-you friends, will come and go.. But your mission, must flourish and grow. Gather your praise and rejoice evermore.. For great rewards, you will have in store. By and by, you will never stand alone.. For countless reasons, you are dressed to the bone. Maintain your focus and don't look back.. For what is ahead, will not see you in lack.

 Choose to be silent, when adversity rares.. Choose to be silent, inspite of your fears. Choose to be silent, when Judas is near.. For in your silence, you are in God's care. While the world watches, there is a cloud.. To protect you with mercy and trumpets aloud. Doubt may prevail, but choose to be wise.. For in great wisdom, there is no disguise. Your cup will be filled, with grace to abound.. While armies of hatred, cries with a sound. Choose to be strong, though you are weak.. For in much weakness, you are kept so meek. Murmur not a whisper, when you face the red sea.. But behold every parting, when you will be free. All chains will be broken and tears be no more.. For your salt and your light, will open wide every door. Choose to arise, in the midst of despair.. For the God of all creation, will be your constant care. While there is hatred, coming like the wind.. Choose the love of Jesus, where glory cannot sin.

 Here I am, alone and grey.. Crying out, for peace to stay. Just a mile, to walk with care.. Trusting God, to take my fear. I move from here, to there by faith.. Searching ever, for my mate. Weary eyes and tired feet.. Swaddled like, a nester's seat. All night long, I yearn and pray.. Hastened in, my love to stay. Riddled with, the jazz of noise.. Quenched in billows, without a voice. Yesterday, we said goodbye.. Clothed in hugs and kisses high. On the dusty road, of course.. I am bound, with memories lo ss.

Forgive me Father, for I have sinned.. I rejected your word, like clouds in the wind. When you called me forth, from the hole I was in.. I murmured against you and thought I would win. Despitefully  using, your name in vain.. I scattered your sheep, just for my gain. After this manner, I marveled at the sun.. While green in the meadow, got up to run. After the plunge, of fair weathered friends.. The light in my eyes, was dimmer transcend. Sought though I did, for good to prevail.. A tooth for a tooth, was my life and my tale. Without a test, to be gathered by faith.. My name as a beacon, is my hope for to wait. Blessed till the dawn, I pray to the Lord.. For mercy to follow, my path to afford. While in my merry, I neglected to yield.. In word and in action, the sands were my field. I beseech you Father, to give me a chance.. To go into battle, with honour and dance.

 I enter your presence, with a heart of despair.. I must make known, that I am broken with fear. Beyond my understanding, I confess with regret.. My status in life, is more than I get. Throughout my days, I have marveled by much.. Destined and hopeful, for the Master's touch. Kindled with flames, of fire I stand.. In pursuit of happiness and grace in demand. Down in the valley, I am prepped to go.. For more than a conqueror, there are songs to know. I am but a man, whose bones have been blessed.. To scale every mountain and give off my best. I will travel to portlands, while it is day.. In quiet and worship, I avail to pray. Within the realms, of seafaring gaze.. I am inspired, to shout out with praise. Wander I do, at times to prevail.. As yearnings of laughter, soothes all my ail. My fate and my fortune, are barrels of hope.. As help from above, enters my scope.

 Where were you, when I made the sky.. Were you there, when favour could not die.. When I made the clouds, to dress like a tree.. Were you there, to buzz like a bee? When the morning stars, sang out with praise.. Were you there, to clap and gaze.. Where were you, when I called forth the sea.. To stand and be still, till all mountains flee? When I broke up the fountains, of the every fallowed ground.. Were you there.. could you be found.. When my sons of the harvest, shouted for joy.. Were you there, like a shining toy? Which of the wonders, did you fight for to free.. When the treasures of snow, was as white as could be.. Did you come from afar, with gold in your hand.. To lay down beside me, like pillars of sand? Where is the reserved, of the born that abides.. Were you destined, till waters subside.. Have you taken, a measure to rule.. Where the breath of mine, sustains even a fool? When I breathe a fresh breath, to mark every day.. Were you there, to kneel and pray.. When I put ...

 A fountain of tears, sometimes I weep.. For the Lord in His silence, echoes so deep. I look toward peace, as war is ahead.. Yet given a task, I will run without dread. The voice in my head, is an army of dust.. In the multitude of heartbeats, my praise is a must. My strength though weakened, in times of distress.. Awake I must be, to get out of the mess. I consider the lilies, in beauty so fair.. So shall tomorrow, will clothe every care. I am not forgotten, though words shoot at me.. For the lifter of my burdens, is there to set me free. Growth with grace abiding, I will never be without.. For in my habitation, love is not a doubt. I live within the Yea, while Amen fills my heart.. Surrounding all my purpose, where dawn is just a start.

 Sunday is coming and I must rejoice.. No more in sorrow, for there is a voice. The God on the mountain, is the horn of my stay.. And I will declare, His glory when I pray. Under the wings, of the shadow of the Lord.. I will hide myself and be still as a board. Moreover my hands, I will lift up in praise.. To declare to the world, my Jesus was raised. I will make my petition, for favour and faith.. To come to the banquet and not sit at the gate. My hope to be granted, is more than I could ask.. For my substance is written, as proof of my task. I will surely consume, the feast of the day.. At a time saith Jesus, when I bow down to pray. Let my bones all awaken, to run like the deer.. For with gladness and wonder, my heart will not fear.

 Perish the thought, of what lies ahead.. For these are the days, when you must be fed. In all you can do, arise and be strong.. As fearful days, are without a song. Be you ravished, by the mercies of God.. And stretch forth your hand, as it caresses your sword. Stand and declare, that Jesus is Lord.. While sunset beckons, and you hold on to your cord. What is before you, might weaken your knees.. So gird up your loins, as your enemies flees. God is your refuge, your hope and your stay.. Though raging waters, dance with decay. Sing out in gladness, for you shall not lack.. Lift up your horn and blow without slack. Forget not the voice, of your charter and course.. For in deep awakening, you will have no remorse.

 You Oh Lord, anoint my head.. My cup runs over, for from you I am fed. Though my imperfections, arise in the mirror.. The Yea and Amen, condemns every quiver. Thou art my friend, in whom I can trust.. You delight my heartbeat, for love is a must. Thy word I have hid, in the bowels of my soul.. For only in Jesus, I can rest from this world.  Your mercies embrace me, with wonderous thoughts.. Make me to understand, as I cleave what you bought. With my lips I do pledge, from hither and yon.. You are my master, till time is all done. Where can I go and you are not there.. What shall I render, without any fear. Gracious and righteous, loving and kind.. The house of my fortune, is a haven to dine.

 Above it all, you are the God who hides.. For your heartfelt yearning, is to those who abides. The covenant of everlasting, to the sons of men.. Will mark every footstep, till time shall transcend. Thus saith the Lord, to those who have ears.. Sorrow is coming, without any cares. Surely the tempter, might rage upon you.. But be of good courage, for the old shall be new. Speak to the stranger, whose delight is for fame.. Look beyond the natural, for life is not a game. Look unto Jesus, for HE is the way.. And assemble yourself, while you kneel and pray. Unto the seed, of the royal birth.. The statutes and precepts, are there for your girt. Pollute not your temple, for your members to yield.. And rise up with fortune, for the Lord is your shield. Surely the latter, shall be whiter than snow.. Toward the setting sun, where darkness cannot go. Like crystal clear waters, in whom there is life.. Behold all the beauty, of the Lord's only wife. In the secret place, where hope there reside...

 The day is coming, when you will be gone.. You will travel alone, to be chilled to the bone.. Tears will fall, as we say goodbye.. Wrenched from the clutches, while you fly in the sky. Alone you will be, whole I ponder ahead.. Destined and hopeful, for we have been wed. In the dark of the night, when you are asleep.. I would sit in my hammock, and silently weep. From local to foreign, ordained to meet.. Two perfect strangers, neglected defeat. While voices in the silence, echoes a sound.. Husband and wife, will forever be bound. Listful and coupled, your heart may attend.. To the yearning and yielding, of love to the end. Awaiting the morning, to see with delight.. The footsteps of forever, beholding my sight.

 Fishers went fishing and caught quite a catch.. Their nets were bursting, while they searched for a latch. Help ran to them, in peace and with love.. All to behold, the gift like a dove. The waves though fierce, were pruned without fear.. As light as a feather, they were handled with care. Mist from the rising, of the clouds by day.. Intertwined the faithful, for they knew how to pray. In the midnight hour, while the beds were all filled.. Assignments from heaven, were written and not stilled. Kept from misfortune and covered by decree.. Yahweh stilled the waters, so the captives could be free. Dressed up in raiment, called garments of praise.. Glory Hallelujah, was a shout to be raised.. Fishers out fishing, with toils in array.. Quickened by the Spirit, of the one they could not pay.

 I will be content where you lead me, for YOU are the way.. I will put on my armour and kneel down to pray. With faith in my heart, as kindness transcend.. I will faithfully persist, until the very end. I declare and decree, what the Word of God says.. That all generations, should follow HIS ways. Push through the multitude and stretch forth my hand.. Today and forever, in Jesus I will stand. Love me or hate me, I will never be alone.. For the Father in heaven, has called me HIS own. Through the shadow of death, I will not be afraid.. For the armies of horsemen, will come to my aid. The troubles of my heart, will take second place.. In pursuit of contentment, on the course of my race. Inclosed on my vesture, will be peace unsurpassed.. To speak of my Saviour, without being asked. I will be of good courage and not be ashamed.. In summer and in winter, I will not be tamed. The road to Damascus, will ever be my pride.. In remembrance of dying, to myself as the tide.

 To be a fisher of men, you must be.. Anointed and appointed and equipped as can be. You must walk by faith and not by sight.. For the souls who are lost, you must win with might. The Word of God, you must hide in your heart.. For the devices of Satan, could tear you apart. Know who you are and who you represent.. From the rising of the sun, till the same must descend. Make a joyful noise, in the place where you dwell.. For you as a watchman, must witness and tell. Incline your ear and delight where you sow.. So shall favour, be with you as you go. Though the labour be hard, you must arise and shine.. For those who await you, must drink from the vine. In righteousness you be established, for you shall not fear.. As goodness and mercy, will dress you with care. While the goats come against you, to feed from the green.. Your net will be heavy, with fishes to wean. Trust in the Lord, for his arm to reveal.. The sheep in the pasture, who will love him and kneel.

 As faithful as time, I am loved by the Lord.. A humble servant, redeemed of God. I wear my status, through the Blood of the Lamb.. United and free, like Gilead's balm. Often enough, I fall on my path.. As troubled times, is as a painter's art. Weary and broken, I crawl on my knees.. For the hem of His garment, my eye sees. Knowledge is power, so I get up from the ground.. Though bruised and battered, my pledge is sound. If all I can do, is stretch forth my hand.. I know my Jesus, will give me strength to stand. How can I speak, of the weight that I bear.. When the cross on the hill, took away my fear. Jericho Road, will ever echo a sound.. That the Son who died, is who I found. An oracle of prayer, in my heart I give.. To the Lord who hears and determine I live.  Forever and ever, Jesus will be.. My God who died, to set me free.

 You carry the name, of Jehovah God.. In all that you do, you identify the Lord. In word and in deed, your banner is high.. For the name of Jesus, is past the terrestrial sky. Your name is more, than who you are.. In suit of armour, you come from afar. A witness on earth, to smite at dawn.. Whilst others sleep, you press right on. Your name was written, while your members slept.. In folds of gold, it was blessed and kept. With power and might, your name was washed.. In the wisdom of heaven, like grapes when crushed. Courage and favour, are the colors of your name.. Within, without, you are equipped the same. You represent heaven, as a seed of light.. For the name you carry, is of faith and might. Child of God, you are not your own.. For the Blood of Jesus, is in your bone. Called and destined, to wear with pride.. Your name bestowed, from the Saviour's side.