Trying to clear my thoughts, Father search me. Open my heart, the world tried to hurt me. Condemnation, the manifestation of demonization. I refuse to rest in this tomb of incarceration. Searching for the even hands of justice. Over inflated lives must be busted. Humility can make a prince feel like nothing. He's still a prince, his attitude readjusted. Separated from his ego, and what easily entangles. Casting it aside so the seed isn't strangled. Not separated by height nor depth; From the Father's love, Though cautious of every step. The Father turns men's souls into a golden lamp stand. If we hold his hand, and forsake our plans. His ways are higher than ours; setting paths ablaze. Lighting visions that amaze. People perish for lack of knowledge. Casting off restraints, prep vessels for bondage, Pursuing vain imaginations, Slay Goliath, with no hesitation. Unclean thoughts must be corrected. The faith is a shield of protection. Hate sin for the destruction it causes, Strayed due to skeletons in the closet. Take heed to instructions, lest you fall. Choose ye this day who you will serve. Life or death, determined by His word.