Sympathetically, I regret to inform you, That the man whose body I now possess, is now dead. He died a long time ago, at the hands of merciless men. Yah wanted to use this vessel so he sent me, That the dead may be spiritually free. To all that enslaved men so easily before. We called and knocked, he opened the door. Struggling, not knowing what he was living for. Seeking refuge from death, he was wise, not trusting in himself. He submitted willingly to the death of his mind. For a greater reality, sight given to the blind. His efforts were rebuked and sent to the altar. A living sacrifice he became for his Father. Divided by correction and his will. The flesh fights reproof, but he's spiritually sealed. Gave up his life for my sake. Gained life in return, he will not break. Careful not to make the wrong turn, Spiritually exercising, determined to stand firm. As long as he follows, he won't be left behind, Zealous for good deeds, one day at a time, Ashamed before none, witness to all, Not with words, but works, like Apostle Paul. To this servant, submitting to his Master's will, was his aim, Accepting responsibility for living profane, Not pretending to be deceived, and shifting the blame, Like woe is me, but do nothing to change. Godly fear is to be holy reverent, Equally yoked with the spiritually benevolent. Don't fellowship with those who walk in darkness. Those who contaminate the spirit by letting the beast mark it. Don't walk in the counsel of the ungodly, The carnal minded stranded in death's lobby. Remember we're sojourners passing through. Never be ashamed that Yah's blessing is on you. Counted among a chosen few, The old passed away, all things made new. Living to people's expectations, you will lose yourself. Yah's expectations lead to heavenly wealth: To study to show thyself approved, A workman rightly dividing the truth; Learn to forgive, though it's not easy; Love your enemies, give to them freely; Turn the other cheek by not trading insults; And live humbly and let Yah exalt.