Beguiled and forgotten yet you love deeply and true,
This is the heart I see in you,
Shredded and torn surrendering all,
Yet The Heart of a Lion standing fearless and tall,
The enemy runs at the mention of you,
My Pure fire and virtue,
For all they see in you is Me resurrected and "ALIVE" !
Dressed in My Virtue causing you to ( ( ( "THRIVE" ) ) ),
My Path of Light a close friend with you,
For The Father's Will is all you do,
My hedge of Seraphim Surrounding you with My "YES & AMEN",
As you go behind enemy lines over and over again,
For you are the Arrow I draw first from My Quill,
Always willing to do The Father's Will . . .