Sins Of Your Father
Happy is the man, who
put his trust in the Lord..
His days shall be blessed and bountifully supplied.
His barns shall overflow, with the fruits in the field..
And a song will be heard, in thought and in word.
Preference with favour, may your heart ever be..
As your house be your castle, for the blinded eyes to see.
While in surrender, you sacrifice in prayer..
So too your footsteps, will be graceful on your way.
Howbeit your company, might throw shadows in the loft..
With craftiness and treasures, in thinking you are soft.
Up you will rise and go forth with grace..
For the assignment you must finish, is to win this earthly race.
Remember not the past, nor the choices you once made..
When sins of your father, embraced you in decay.
You have not been bested, in tangible triumphs..
For the Lord of the harvest, have cleansed you from all wills.
Today you are here, an overcomer fair..
To walk onto glory, adorned in love and care.
While others lay awaiting, to behold you in a pit..
You will smile with wonder, for in heaven you will sit.

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