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Diadem of Glory

Prostrate she falls before him and begins to adore.
Lost in worship as she praises him, and he fills her spirit with more.
Thru submission she receives revelation, that provides an impartation,
giving her the information, to begin the work in her salvation,
bringing forth her transformation.
Because she dares to believe her past can't have a grip.
On the life of a sinner the creator of all the universe refuses to allow to slip.
Should she go on feeling ostracized, as if all she encountered was in vain?
Or shall she flow thru the anointing that is the prize of all her pain?
The destiny that was preordained, once seemed far from her reach.
But as her maker exalts her to rise, empowering her,
touch her lips with the coal so she may teach, as she begins to preach.
She questions her beloved:
"An ambassador for the Kingdom? How could this be?
But it is written in your word thru your prophet in Isaiah 61:1
as you speak explicitly to me."
An example to many as she chooses to praise thru the storm,
living water will sustain her, as her master keeps her warm.
Dreams and visions bring her life as continually she's filled.
She's a Diadem of Glory, according to her Father's will!!


Isaiah 61:1 (NLT) The spirit of the Sovereign Lord is upon me, for the Lord has anointed me to bring good news to the poor. He has sent me to comfort the brokenhearted and to proclaim that captives will be released and prisoners will be freed.

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