His
divine plan for us was unique
Fantastic,
fabulous and second to none
This
the devil saw and was jealous
Which
made him hunt us tenaciously
The
success of his tentative chase
Took
us away from His face
Into
a world of struggle and pain
To
multiply in our cursed state
Day
and night do we struggle
Trying
to make an impact in our present form
Which
is Adamic and sinful in nature
A complete package of the enemy’s wish
Even
our self-righteousness amounted to nothing
But
a pile of stinking filthy rags
Glory
was the day I knew of this truth
That
a Man had come to pay my dues
Not
partially but with His blood in full
That
by the devil, I may no longer be fooled
Now
I’m forgiven, restored and made whole
Welcomed
back into His family, filled with grace
Positioned
to function in His divine will
Through
His spirit, ever available like air
To
guide and strengthen me always
As
I run my race, even when the flesh wage