A NEW NAME

Separated by sin and weakness,
but redeemed by grace.
That's the faith that holds my days.
Though i know am an heir to the kingdom,
like the prodigal son have i traveled
far and wide,
in search of green pasture,
only to  wad off snakes in dry patch.
They have seen me go down and down,
and though they may not say,
it shows that they relish my downward slide,
and the perilous journey that has marked my path.
Not that i would like to travel this path-nay.
But its the path marked out for me,
and so i trod as i look above,
not the least dismayed,
nor delayed.
And so every day my brow faces up,
confident of my place in my fathers kingdom,
knowing that i am an heir of the kingdom,
Only disinherited by sin and weakness,
but redeemed,exalted and exulted by grace.
I therefore consider these dry patch temporal
In my upward mobility of searching after you,
Besides,i know you've always had a new name for me,
A  name by which i will be known.
A name by which the world will know me.