I see the king
Standing on my mountain
Dressed in work clothes
His rod in his hand
I think to myself
Majesty !
Why are you here
Dressed like me
He responds and says
My love compels me
Although I can command an army
And legions of angels
To come to your aid
I choose to honour you
To be here with you
As you scale your heights
As you climb your mountain
Nothing can separate you
From the love we share
I am your shepherd
I will walk with you
You will lack no good
I will guide your path
And provide for you
Though we tread valleys and dark crevices
You will not succumb to their terror
Because I am with you
My rod of authority accompanies you
A sign of your elevation
Above all human encumbrances
Come, take my hand
I will guide you to the table
Dressed and ready for your pleasure
Come on up a little higher
You will dine with me this day
Up here on top of your mountain
In the presence of all that sought to defeat you
Come, our change of clothes awaits us
Our work will shortly be done
We will dress in royal apparel
Full ensemble of all we are
Never again will the question be asked
Who do you think you are?
My goodness and Mercy will accompany you
All the days of your life
l love this
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Thank you for reading it and loving it.
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Very simply and elegantly put, Selasie. May the goodness you spread keep accompanying you all your days too. Hugs!
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Amen Liz. Great to hear from you. Many hugs to you too.
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This is very beautiful Ps Selasie
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Thank you, Mrs O-Ansah
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