by F. K. Offin, Esq.
Stationed yet armoured for imminent battle,
With my eyes trained with eagle prudence
I pilot my soul with focus and gallantry;
The Promise keeps visiting my tower with certainty
That, “It won’t fail! It won’t falter! It won’t fade away!”;
The Spring from on high soaks my uniform with Day spring,
And here I stand boldly unctioned, convicted and assured to cry,
To utter the victory coding words everyday to the Heavens.
TheBold
015-09-2022
#inspired from reading and meditating on Isaiah Chapter 62:6-7 GBT at 3pm to 3:37pm.
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