Not Be A Cain

Oh beauty of the house, may you be found..

For unto you is given, authority not bound.

On the hill where you are, there is light to be seen..

A wonder of wonders, without thought to be mean.

Let your enemy be blind, and their ears not hear..

Let words take no journey, so your heart might not fear.

As you master your mission, may you find grace..

To adorn you with favour, as you run your race.

At times you may sorrow, and bleed from the heart..

When trials come calling, on chariots and carts.

Let not your heart, be overcome with care..

Oh beauty of the house, your angel is near.

As you look to the east, at the rise of the sun..

An abundance of triumph, you will see have

begun.

Your jewels of pearls, and garments of white..

Will intertwine together, as fragrance of light.

If a stranger beckons, to walk in the dark..

You will be strengthened, to ignite your spark.

As the lintel and pillar, to those where you reign..

You will find courage, and not be a Cain.