Ungodly ambitions
preventing transitions
Unwarranted competitions
Sinful repetitions
Keeping Holy renditions
From God’s proposition
To give us a mission
To start us a fishin’
No longer just wishin’
But occupying a new position
Though satan may be hissin’
Forever he’ll be missin’
Every soul God’s hitchin’
To His prophetic predictions
So make your decision
To obey God’s vision
For all that He’s given
So you’ll be livin’
And all will be rivin’
That keeps us hidden
From the keys to our prison.
Isa:14:12-17








He created the Cross on which He was hung
He created every Nation, Tribe and Tongue
He created you and I and everyone
All so the Father could give pleasure to the Son