Ujamaa Christian Poetry
My First Love
His Divine Glory breathed upon this dark dry grounds
creating life from His Holy voice with sound
the first prophet, the first poet, the first of all
rebirthing this earth from her previous fall.
Created image of His Love,
designing me from above.
How can this clay ever be divine?
Resurrection power shall be mine.
He spoke into my sinful heart!
He gave me a brand new start,
reminding me of the Blood He shed,
new mindset I have, no longer dead
Seeing many hypocrites lash me with hate!
Telling me I don't know who gave me this fate!
Still I rise my heart being exalted!
Still I bow before His Holy altar!
My First Love
Written by Kitty Darlynn Williams
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