Dear Believer

To the girl who buries her heart in a million thin pages seeking the lamb
Whose pillows bare the stains of tears from adullam
To the brother whose knees have become one with the ground
The one whose whispered speech is a battle sound
You are not ordinary

You are a child of a king, carbon copy of the most high
You walk in the steps of the Rabbi 
Created for the pleasure of Yahweh
You are an ambassador of Zoe
You are not ordinary

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Royalty and priesthood flow through your veins 
You sit chosen by the one who forever reigns
Heir apparent to kingdom riches
A voice that holds power wherever it reaches
You are one with the Spirit, to the glory of the father 
Every word you speak is a command where angels gather
You are not ordinary

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Your steps carry divine presence 
Father, son and spirit back up your essence
Goodness and mercy walk in your shadow
Surrounded by a shield of favour, you conquer your tomorrow 
Do you see the chariots of fire and the horsemen thereof
You carry authority from above
You are a fortified vessel, a weapon of Calvary 
Dear believer, you cannot be ordinary