I will tell it to the world
Help me herald this glorious news
Of The One who loves me without a clause
Turned my mess to a message
The God of restoration
He hung the Moon without pillars
Planted the earth amidst waters
Yet, it sunk not like Titanic
Why do you love me so much?
Arrows fired, but reach me not
Surely, they gathered but not by you
Still they marvel at your cover
Your righteous cause I favour
Your words I ate like Nigerian Jollof rice
Upon me your hands rests forever
For the grace of election, thank you
My destiny is secured in you
It's my season of unlimited breakthroughs
Each time I take a breathe
I just want to praise you scatter
In your covenant I will work
With love motivated engagements
If you see me Swagger-up
It's because I am blessed!
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