Write your name,
across my heart,
so i would know that you are mine
and i am yours,forever.
Like an emblem let it be.
If by weakness i sin,
and hate my neighbor,
and detest his ways,
soften the chords of my heart,
so that i may rebound with love.
If by pride i blow my trumpet,
remind me that i am like a passing wind.
Forgive me always because i am weak,
I fall prey to the devils smallest tricks,
when i think am now strong on my own.
So I have learnt to appreciate that i am just mortal,
frailty and weakness is my second name,
Because what i say i will do, i don't.
Neither do i give what i pledge to give in my heart.
When man comes to that point,
Where does his hope come from?
Except from you ooh lord.
However, i appreciate though tiny as i am,
That i am an agent of change,
That within me lies potential unexploited,
That through your heavenly eyes,
I am one of your first line soldiers.
My doubt as to my ability holds me back,
And i tell myself that i am not good enough,
That i am not educated enough,
That i am not the strongest of all.
Like timothy of the old times i am.
Like David in the open space i tend the sheep
Oblivious of how differently you see me.
I am among chickens though am built to fly,
The genes under my wings cry for flight
But gravity holds me down,
Planted so firmly as if to own,
The ground on which i stand.
And so here i am-ready to fly,
Here on the runway-ready for your word.
That its safe and clear to fly,
I am waiting still-speak that i may go.
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