Dear God
Only you and I know what I've done to hurt and displease you
Yet your spirit says I'm a pleasing offering to you
Is it grace that brought me to this place?
And Why could I not attain this feeling before?

Mighty works I have seen and testified
But even mightier are the sins I've crafted with my very mind, heart and soul
Why then? Why give me a Voice?
Why then? Is there a price to pay?
The more I look at it
I had no choice!

Why me?
Why make me a source of light in the darkness?
Never has a sparrow become a Phoenix
And never has darkness produced light
But then again who says it's me?

Who am I?
What do I stand for?
What voice do I proclaim?

I am a voice to the voiceless
Here to stand guard for the lost
A beckon homing to the destination Christ
By virtue that He found me I Stand!

From the time pencil met paper
I knew it was not me
As Romans 12:1 stands, I am a living sacrifice
So it is Christ, as it is from beginning to the end

So this vessel shall stand
This voice shall echo on high
The voice shall not die
I am t.h.e p.r.o.v.e.r.b!

Teaching Christ
Healing hearts
Evangelizing life
all the same
Propagating
Right understanding
Over
Vicious
Evils
Regarding the
Beloved

A voice for the voiceless
Wisdom for the wise
Light for the illuminated
Ladies and Gentlemen
I AM THE P.R.O.V.E.R.B!

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