On My Way
On My Way
Gently this morning,
an angel tapped upon my shoulder.
Without a sound
the word was revealed to my mind.
Blessed be the Son of the Father.
For if you walk in his Light,
your brightness will spark the Rebirth.
His journey has begun,
signified by a star's Second Light.
The Shephard's voice is calling
to the flock.
All will not come.
For they can not hear Him.
Blessed and honored am I,
to be among the first,
obedient lambs to kneel before Him!
For My Lord,
Glorious and Merciful is He.
Trevon
an angel tapped upon my shoulder.
Without a sound
the word was revealed to my mind.
Blessed be the Son of the Father.
For if you walk in his Light,
your brightness will spark the Rebirth.
His journey has begun,
signified by a star's Second Light.
The Shephard's voice is calling
to the flock.
All will not come.
For they can not hear Him.
Blessed and honored am I,
to be among the first,
obedient lambs to kneel before Him!
For My Lord,
Glorious and Merciful is He.
Trevon
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