The Cross Got You Caught
Let the words of your mouth, fall upon the good land.
Let them be fertile and let them be grand.
The showings of your worth, as a beacon of light..
Shall transcend through time, with power and with might.
As the scent of peace, travels through the air..
The manifested presence, of the Lord will be fair.
By fire and by water, with fresh anointed oil..
Shower you with gladness, with fruits from the soil.
My.. Oh My..
What glory to be told..
For favour weighs abundantly, upon you as gold.
Help from above, all glory to the Lamb..
Remain in the midst, of your life like a balm.
Say you are encouraged, though weary at the gate..
For those who seek your downfall, are overcome with hate.
Howbeit in the pleasures, of what is in store..
The God of everlasting, will always be your door.
From the dawn of freedom, your name has been sought..
Mighty are you warrior, for the Cross got your caught.
Worry not for sadness.. think not for gain..
For verily in the morning, you will be rid of pain.
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