Fo’ Sho’ He’s Number One!
March
3, 2013
Stop hangin’ with
your homies,
Leavin’ the One and
Only,
Dat’s why you’re
feelin’ cold and lonely.
It’s time to cry out,
Ya, it’s time to
shout,
“Abba Father! Abba, Abba, Abba Father!
This is Your prodical
daughter
Cryin’ out for Livin’
Water!
This is Your prodical
son
Yes, the wanderin’
one…
I’m runnin’ back to
You
So that You can renew
Your intimate flame
Till ONLY You
remain...
Give me the grace to
succeed
Give me the grace to
believe
You’ll meet my every
need
To fulfill my
assignment,
To be in perfect
alignment
With Your Word, Will
and Way
In everything I
think, do and say!
Let my spiritual D.
N. A.
Have its way.
No longer conformed
To the pattern of
religion
No longer torn
Between decisions
Whether to serve the
Spirit or my flesh
All is at rest
As I live at my best
And remember… This is
only a test!
Got the world behind
me
No need to remind me
I’ve counted the cost
Now I pick up my
cross
And count all else,
but loss
I’m leavin’ my homies
All for the One and
Only
Cause I’m tired of
bein’ cold and lonely.
They’re welcome to
come
Follow the Son
But Fo’ Sho’ He’s Number One!
© 2013 Christine
Lombard, All right reserved, Use only with permission
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