I have been
elevated,
Yes, lifted
up by GOD’s lever
High up to a
place,
Where I feel
the warmth of HIS love like a fever
So no longer
will I shake and shiver,
As my ties
with sorrow, I now sever
So gone are
the days of lack,
When I was
always the receiver and never the giver
The days of
failure,
When I just
couldn’t deliver
Reminiscent
of a wounded soldier,
Or a
voiceless diva,
I was bare,
useless and defenceless
Like an
archer with an arrowless quiver,
Up against
the ultimate deceiver,
I stood no
chance; pain was my middle name,
I needed a
reliever
Now I’ve
found one, The ONE,
The ONE
who’s made me a believer,
And cast
sorrow out of my life
Like bile
out of a liver
And now, I
am blessed, favoured and fulfilled,
I have joy
like a river.
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Olayinka Agbaje-Williams, 2015
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