To the days we live on with your guidance, I give you thanks
A time in which I was as unknowing as a speck on unfertile grounds
My mind not yet sharpened to be the sword you have wrought it to be
Though my edges are not yet finely keen as you desire, its torn to a new path
A path of clarity and light before me, a walk I’ve taken with your guidance
My walk in flesh may be of years, in your eyes five minutes
I walk not in this path without fault, for the flesh is of blemish
My guiding hand, my dear friend
I laid cold and tormented as a little one, you were my warmth
Days and nights I laid restless, a vessel for pain and sorrow
You lead me to the light at a tunnels end, a hope for me to carry on
You had left me I thought, thrown to the wolves of pestilence
My reckoning was of fault, your Hand was on my shoulder
A test of strength, refining me to lift up the boulder
As the battles waged on through time, my fear subsided
Every passing moment I nearly drowned in the pain, You lifted me from the tide

Despair oppressed my heart no more, I faced the storm
Leering eyes and vicious tongues, the waves passed by
I still stood strong, thanks to You
My heart heightened , my body hardened
For the road which laid before me
My eyes and ears, you opened
Signs and symbols, I grew to know them
Faces of wax I looked into, they melted
Leaving just lies behind their eyes, betrayal I felt it
For a moment, I pondered their fallacy
You showed me, dangers which come from blind trust in humanity
Puzzled I laid for a moment, unbeknownst that You were refining me
My lids, truly they were pulled back
Truth and knowledge laid before me, my heart no longer weeped
As the sun which beams greatly before a calm sunset, Your wisdom shined
My purpose once a mystery, now of clairty
You sharpened my spirit and mind, my body followed

To this point of Your path in which I stand, I thank you for the way
Building my shield and armour, that no manner of trouble would prevail
For the road which lie before me, fear may lead many astray
Pain is an old tool, You used it well for now I may not fall from the next travail

For Your Word, I thank you
For Your wisdom and knowledge, I thank you
For Your love and mercy, I thank you
For Your presence and glory you have let shine in my life, I thank you
Yahweh Elohim and Son Yahweh Ben Yahweh, Thank you
Barakatha

-GP

All Praises, Glory, Eternal Honors, Thanks, Loyalty, Trust, Love be to Yahweh Elohim, Son Yahweh Ben Yahweh and the Heavenly Archangels. Thank you Father and Son for giving me the words to write this poem. I dedicate this poem to you as manner of appreciation for helping me be circumspect and aware of the deceit of them that lie so capriciously among us. Thank you for your wisdom and knowledge that you have given to me to refine myself, to grow each and every day and to correct myself whenever I may be at fault. Thank you for everything. The tests you give are out of Your love. The hardest battles You give them to those whom You love; your greatest soldiers. For when the greatest battle which lies ahead comes, we may not falter. Thank you Father Yahweh Elohim and Son Yahweh Ben Yahweh for being there for me every step of the way. Glory to Yahweh Elohim and Son Yahweh Ben Yahweh. Barakatha.

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