Good Morning My Loves

 I am like a tree that is planted, by the rivers of water. I will bring forth my fruit, and neither sleep nor slumber. A servant of the Lord,  I am called to be.. To prosper and proclaim, that captives can be set free. To perish I will not, and I will declare.. I will not be afraid, with displeasure or tear. From the dawning of the day, I will rejoice in the Lord.. For once I was dead, but I live by the Sword. As for me and my house, we will serve the Lord.. From generation to generation,  without fear or discord. My soul is no longer, vexed with regret.. For I understand the seasons, to lay aside and to get. My voice will be heard, with gladness and joy.. As I hearken to my Father, for precepts to employ. In the uttermost parts, of the earth I will sing.. For I am wise as a serpent, with worship as my sting. My defence is of God, in whom I do trust. And the snares and the plots, are all trampled and crushed. My instrument of choice, as I sing out aloud.. Will forever be ...

 As I sit in the silence,  there are voices untold.. Inside of my heartstrings, where there is heat and not cold. I ponder all the moments, when God saw me through.. Now I trust Him more, and bow to His due. Within the realm, of unwavering faith.. I hear the sound, of a love, so great. In my pattern of thought, I am veiled with care.. For the mercies of God, is what holds me dear. As I champion each day, there is a banner up high.. Quickened by desires, where I fail to ask why. The lover of my soul, has become my life.. To transcend through time, as a passionate wife. What shall I render, to the one I call friend? For I have nothing, but my heart to the end. The words from my lips, could never be enough.. Thou Oh Lord, You are my shelter in the rough. The thrill in the midnight, has become my strength.. As I charter and champion, the Scriptures at length. I am not my own, for to God I belong.. And the life I now live, is written in a song.