My heart and my soul are saved by Him
To be that which you need me to be
To live to love accordingly

My fingers try to scribe troubling rhymes
Brandishing my sword of words
All the while listening to the birds

My feet humbly walk with my God
Taking me places I have never been
Delighting my eyes in everything seen

But when I write of the things of Heaven
Left feeling alone and dejected for it
The disbelief measurable as contempt

Felt a surge of Love meant to be for you
A gift for the masses and His delight alright
Oh, He is gonna set things right