I use to be very naive,
But I had to rise up and cleave, To what I already clearly knew, To my ownself I had to be true.
I use to be trusting, To the things that caused my spirit to grieve. But I had to rise up to what was best for me. My happy place, that brought me, tremendous glee.
What was already there will soon be brought to the light. The wrong hidden agendas, No worries you will not have to fight.
This anointing is not my choosing, I Am who God created me to be. But the ones who are jealous, envious and walking in strife, their divided hearts will not let them be totally free.