Been playin’ defense for so long
I almost forgot
I’d been given a song
Written before my eyes
Beheld the light of dawn
Taking the bait
From the great deceiver…
I know I’m not created
To play wide receiver
Receiving lies and perceptions
Spoken over, and perceived around me
Shaped how I moved
Trying to confound me
Prove ‘em wrong
Prove ‘em right
To hell with it all
I give up the fight
The grandest lies
I’ve known in my days
Are actually opposite
To what God says
I am blessed, not cursed
No longer stained
I’ve been made clean
By the Lamb who was slain
“The Lord will fight for you, and you shall hold your peace.” Exodus 14:14 NKJV