"Fit" [Module # 84A] (Luke 9:51-56; John 7:2-10)
Not fit, one turns one’s head around
While plowing up the fertile ground,
To where one’s from, which makes one swerve
And furrow bend – no loss of nerve.But when one has the row again,
Calls black as black; and white the same;
Strait rows one has, but others hate
Your presence – they don’t hesitate –To call you down – who needs a horn
Thus approaching foe be warned?
So call him down, proceed with glee
To beat them all authentically.So Lord, as You now headed south,
Encouraged by the word of mouth,
You ran ahead to give lead room
Until your movement was resumed.Thanks Lord for this.
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