Selah

For unto us a son is given….

From us a curse is taken;

No more hanging on trees for our sons

No more dying for our daughters

He hung for us all. CRUCIFIED

Selah!

To us your begotten is given,

To shoulder the government,

Rule with his scepter of mercy and grace,

Take our burdens and give us light yokes.

KING OF MERCY

Selah!

The sun, moon and stars all watched,

As a star was born.

The wise men brought gifts,

To the fountain of wisdom.

The mother birthing her savior,

Almost confusing…. But he is a playwright.

The perfect one.

Selah!

Monaleesaah

Monaleesaah is a black skinny writer and singer, who can be a substitute therapist, and can be baited and thus kidnapped with pounded yam.
P.s she loves, white, black and grey