You Can’t Take My Praise
You can take all my money
The material things I’ve acquired
Get me laid from my job
Or even cause me to be fired
You can take the love of my life away
Or cause that love to grow cold
Or cause a vixen to seduce him
As my life starts to unfold
You can create division within my family
Or strip me of all my friends
You can isolate me from everyone
But that’s not how the story ends
There’s victory even in what appears to be
In-evit-able defeat
You can inflict pain within my body
But you can’t take my praise from me
So as I stand here today
Heartbroken, unemployed and alone
This is when it’s even more prevalent
That my God sits on the throne
So continue to wreak havoc in my life
But you will not silence my voice
You will realize that I will praise Him
There is no other choice
Every inch of my being was created
For His glory & for His praise
I refuse to deny Him what belongs to Him
I will praise Him the rest of my days!!
Copyright ©2008 Zahra “V”
Bookmarks
Share
Print
Save