The fruits of laughter and joy
The spirit, I reveal daily
In my armourer, I must deploy
The world needs it lately
In the sight of my God
I must show meekness
To all I come into contact, with joyfulness
In the sight of the Lord
If you cross my path
I need to show that I care
When my soul departs
To all I must have been fear
The spirit of inspiration
I received from my father
Must bring you into Gods nation
With love I was shown by my mother
So in the sight of my God
I need to remain humble
In the sight of the Lord
The gospel makes me formidable
Written by Sirbestian Nzula
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