Inspiring the world
I mused within me
If I had wings
I will soar away
Into the golden clouds
And rest my face
On His feet
If I had wings
I will fly over the mountains
And the seas
Believing that freedom
And flying
Are the same
Then I said to myself
I already have wings
In my soul
To overcome every obstacle
In life
I have wings
And I am free indeed
I said to myself
Fly, child of the king
Until you pierce the golden clouds
And rest in Him
City on a hill
Beautiful and splendid
I can still remember
The days of old
When I sang on the rolling hills
In your territory
With no care
City on a hill
What happened?
I saw you yesterday
Dejected and abused
Neglected and ugly
Defeated
City on the hill
You were the pride of nations
Abounding in natural resources
Overflowing with human capital
You were wealthy
You were rich
What happened, pride of the nations
Who cast you down
To the grave
Today, you are
The scorn of nations
City on a hill
Rise! Rise!
It is time to shine
Reclaim your glory
And stand proud and tall
The Lord says,
“You must rise,
Precious daughter of Zion.”
Jesus
Through golden eyes
The golden clouds of heaven slide open
To reveal the throne of grace
Angels falling prostrate before you
The radiance of your light dazzles my eyes
Your beauty is beyond description
Jesus, marvelous Prince
You deserve all the honor and glory
Come Lord Jesus
Feathers are light
Roses are red
Love is fiery
Jesus, the fire of your love is awesome in power
Consuming all enemies and turning them into feathers.
We exalt you King of glory
For your wondrous love
Amen
O bright and morning star
The champion of love, the author of life
Ride victoriously on your white horse.
And transform us to love divine.
Ever living one
Loved and ever loving
Glory of the saints
Crown of Virgins
Inhabit us with your
Life giving presence
Jewel of the righteous
Precious and priceless
Come upon us
And make us whole
Lord
Take control
Of my life
I surrender all to you
My soul
My heart
My will
My emotions
Be the director and controller
Of my dreams and desires
Help me to realise everyday
That it is only in complete surrender
That you completely take over
And overshadow us
With your power
Street Fighter
Tough boy
I see you everywhere
Fighting and scratching
With no thought
Of your life and future
Street fighter
Give it up
You are destined to be great
The Lord is calling you
I can see a prophecy on your head,
“Beloved of the Lord.”
Street fighter
Wonderfully and fearfully made
Have you ever considered
That people die accidentally
In street fights
Give it up
Because I can hear
The voice of the Lord
Calling you
Jesus says,
I am your father
I am your brother
I am your best friend
I am your love
I am your bridegroom and husband
I am your light
I am your counsellor
I am your comforter
I am your consoler
I am your guide
I am your protector
I am your weapon
I am your pride and glory
I am your crown
I am your hope
I am your faith
I am your life-giver
I am your oxygen
I am your doctor
I am your controller
I am your bread
I am your water
I am your King and Lord
I am your Master
I am your garment
I am your bridge to heaven
I am your way and path
I am your kinsman, redeemer
I am your healer
I am your deliverer
I am your prince
I am your admiration
I am your longing and desire
I am your captain
I am your pilot
I am your rock and refuge
I am your banner and covering
I am your umbrella and shade
I am your joy and laughter
I am your delight
I am your sweetheart
I am your all in all
And again: “Here am I and the children whom God has given Me.” Heb 2:13
I am the Lord
I will never change
I have loved you
With an everlasting love
I sent my son Jesus
To die in your place
I am the Lord
I will never leave you or forsake you
Husbands forsake their wives
Parents forsake their children
But my love for you is unconditional
And eternal
I am the Lord
And you are the apple of my eyes
I love you deeply
Your pain is my pain
Who ever touches you touches me
I am the Lord
Trust me and have faith in me
And watch your enemies crumble
I was acquired today,
In a controversial case.
A very public spectacle,
And real life soap opera,
Where I was charged for the murder
Of my ex husband’s lover.
I was detained, chained and humiliated.
Even my friends doubted my innocence
My own parents and siblings
Privately pleaded with me to confess
Because they knew I despised my ex husband’s lover.
They reasoned that I must have gone crazy
For a split second.
After a while, I almost
Gave in just to have peace
I wanted to plead guilty and just die
Or remain in prison.
Of course there wasn’t enough evidence to nail me,
And I was acquitted.
But I tell you,
Today is the saddest day of my life,
Because in the eyes of the world I am guilty.
There are pockets of protests across
The country asking for a retrial.
You might say that I am free,
But now, I am in the biggest cage of all.
The cage of public and media trial,
The cage of intense hatred and isolation,
Where everyone is convinced that I am guilty.
Acquitted? Yes.
Free? No.