I Am Called
I am different.. I am called.
I am chosen, but not to crawl.
To be wise and speak with grace..
I take counsel, from whom I praise.
A remnant rise, in spirit and truth..
Not to hurt, but to be like Ruth.
Dressed with knowledge, I will not be deceived..
For I seek the Lord, on my bended knees.
My lips of truth, are touched with gold..
To declare in darkness, that light is come.
The foolish pride, of hate and lust..
I pluck with fingers, for in God I trust.
Preordained and predestined..
I have been blessed, for every test.
As an instrument, of peace and joy..
I sow in fields, to reap abundantly.
With a ring of gold and bed of lace..
My pleasantness and paths, are adorned with peace.
My barns are plenty and my cup is full..
For I look to God and He anoints my call.
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