The Devil tryna snatch my seed!
This dude is a fool, indeed!
Don’t y’all know, I prayed over him when he was young?
Asked God to break the generational curses, before his life had begun.
I will not look at what life has manifested.
Taken in his stupid choices, as if I am being tested.
My faith rest in God’s promises!
Satan tryna steal my peace, but I won’t let you rob me of this!
I just hold on to God’s Precious words. . .
Don’t need a lot to get me thru, I just recite what I heard. . .
“And it came to pass!”
How many times was it said, in His precious word?
Not focused on how it reads,
There is a verb and a noun,
Just waiting on my God, to turn this situation around!
How many scriptures did it set up?
How many fools did it bring down?
A few simple promises, many a prayer, a vision in the night, a prophet declared,
“It came to pass!”
452 times, for those of y’all in need? 452 times is how many it says, “It came to pass,”
I just need one, to show up in my life!
Understanding the power in His word, watching the story unfold,
Wondering why that Devil is, so dag on bold!
Just a test of my faith, and the building of a testimony,
Praise in mouth, dance in my feet, prayer in my heart, Seed on my mind,
Each day that goes by, seems like a dag on long time,
The moment it happens, I’m sure I will rejoice,
Shouting, “he finally made, the most obvious choice!”
“And It Came to Pass!”