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BE YE STEADFAST (1CORINTHIANS15:58

Storried Be Ye Steadfast
-By Akan Ante

The world despises good people
Claiming they are fools
Distraught broken hearted the simple
Who realise they’re but mere tools
To the unscrupulous,
Men, women who live for themselves
Who sadly are much more populous
Far less the minority who are selfless
Where do you stand? Will you join the crowd?
Calling right wrong, or wrong right
One with integrity cannot be all cowed
When for the right he puts up a fight
But the bystanders will mock
Friends will soon become fiends
Very unpleasant when evil runs amok
But remain strong in spite of your friends
Storried Be Ye Steadfast
Deviation will grow and grow
Pseudo integrity will seem to have its way
But like the rock reject the river flow
Remain resolute in the right way
Even if a woman marries another woman
And everyone around claps in approval
You know marriage is wife and her man
Remain in your stance of disapproval
Sing the song of victory always
You will win many or few
Envy not who prospers in evil ways
You’re heavens everlasting beau
When adversity comes in your stride
Know that just as angels come for you to bless
Even so, demons come to derail your faith-filled ride
But remain clothed in righteousness
Dig deep into His Word
And you will have victory to confess

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