I already staked a claim to the dreamlike promise
Like the day will never come!
How anxious I wait with the Saints
My faith as intact as ever…
The expectations made me to commit the power of the offer to memory
Those words that sounds sweet to my thoughts
Just feel the taste;
“…Thou preparest a table before me in the presence of mine enemies!
Thou anointeth my head(royalty) with oil
My cup runneth over
Goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of my life…”
I am blushing…