Let Me Not Dethrone You

Siloma

Siloma

Happy soul ultra pro max!

Lord, you promised my enemies
That they will be my footstool
You said you will go before me
And make known to me the paths of life
You said your light will shine before me
And you will be my strength and salvation
Whom should I fear? What holds me back?

But as you reward with a hundred fold
As you vindicate me and make me bold
As you make me so wealthy
That my cup overflows
As people send me off because am too strong
Let not my blessing get into my head
That I dethrone you and become my own God
Let me not be mean with my cup
Let me not dim my very own light
But like a Phoenix
Let me soar from the ashes
The very ones that the evil buried me with

Buy me coffee? 

I help people create amazing memories on wooden mounts made of strong, durable, and long-lasting wooden boards. Check out and support my new business –  Frame IT 

Share my poetry on your socials
Share on facebook
Share on google
Share on twitter
Share on linkedin
Share on email

Leave a Reply

You May Also Like

Wealth The Christian Way

Lord, sometimes I see wealthy people Adorned in pearls, gold and purple tunics I see them fat, with fat wallets and fat cars I see them walking in a rich

Love Your Enemies?

Sunday, 31st December 2017, 12.45pm Anger is what I feel when they jeer at me Resentment takes the best of me When they torture my soul and rip my heart

Get Very Interesting Articles in Your Inbox

Enjoy and be thrilled!