Spreading God's Love Thru Prayer
The Master, God has given me a well- taught tongue, So I know how to encourage tired people. He wakes me up, Opens my ears to listen as one ready to take orders.
The Master, God , opened my ears, and I didn’t go back to sleep , didn’t pull the covers back over my head. I followed orders stood there and took it while they beat Me, held steady while they pulled out my beard, Didn’t dodge their insults, faced them as they spit in my face.
And the Master, God stays right there and helps me, so right there and helps me, so I’m not disgraced. Therefore I set my face like Flint, confident that I’ll never regret this. My champion is right here. Let `s take our stand together !
Who dares bring suit against me ? Let him try ! Look the Master, God is right here . Who would dare call me guilty? Look ! My accusers are a clothes bin of threadbare socks and shirts, fodder for moths !
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