Your Print of Shoe
Your Print of Shoe
By Arley Steinhour 063018
The Morning sky is Blue and Bright,
Awakening shows Glory to the Sight,
Well rested with my sleep all night,
I come to Praise, heart clear of Blight.
I Bless and Praise you, for being my All,
Lifted to Rebirth, from Satanic Fall,
I walked away, once, and Life did Stall,
Until I re-found you in your Soft Call.
Reborn in the Spirit, I now am all yours.
To Satan, with your help, I shut the doors,
To follow you in thought word and deed,
My praises to you, is for casting your seed.
I cast the net, in my poetic way,
As you directed that Fateful day,
When you woke me from my sleep,
And told me to go, and feed your sheep.
Praising you, to open the heart,
For Conviction, to a Brand-new Start,
Reborn through you, into Family Tree,
To be Rescued, Heaven-bound, as Free.
May they that curse you find the way,
To Run from Satan, and lies he does say,
Attempting to Rule, above Jesus, our God,
Eternally in Lake of Flame, Shackled unshod.
May all that see my Love and Praise for you,
Wakening the heart, to Your Print of Shoe,
As a Part of your Heavenly Family, Forever,
In Peace and Joy, with the ‘Eternal Forgiver.’
AMEN
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