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I am King

I am King
As ordained by God to Be
His spirit flows through me
His blood covers me

I am King in the fullness of God's design.
With his guidance I create my destiny
I shape my reality

I am King
As ordained by God to Be
Ruler over all He places in my hands
To serve, to guide and to protect
His wisdom will rule over me
I submit to Him humbly

I am King
As ordained by God to Be
I see this gift before me
A gift from God himself
For no other reason
Than in me, He is pleased
In my quest to be King
As He has ordained me to Be

In my hands He has placed you, my woman, my queen
Everyday for your sacrifice and service
I will bless His holy name
For he has made me King in your heart, my palace, my throne
There I will do my all to be King, your very own
As I am ordained by God to Be

With my actions and true to my word
I will earn your trust and be worthy of your love
In honesty, you relinquish all your fears
Allowed me access to your soul
I look into your heart and mind
I see your passion and desires
I accept you as mine

I am King

As ordained by God to Be
We are not equal, you and I
Mines is the strength of body
A will to defend and provide
You are woman
Strong in will and heart
Your faith in me
Sets my course
Postulates my courage
Your are my driving force
We are two parts
That melt into one
I am yours

I am King
As ordained by God to Be
Under my care
You will safely blossom
Into the woman you have desired
Soft, loving, gentle
Confident, and proud
I will be forever awed by you

In passion you open yourself to me
Of your secrets I will drink
Savior every ounce of you
Your hidden places are mine to explore
My dominion, my creation
I have proven myself to you
Opened my heart and soul
You grant me life's greatest treasure
The love and submission of a real woman

I am King
As ordained by God to Be
I commit myself to you, my love, my woman, my Queen

A 5-year-old boy went to visit his grandmother one day. While playing with his toys in her bedroom while grandma was dusting furniture, he looked up and said,
"Grandma, how come you don't have a boy friend?"
Grandma replied, "Honey, my TV is my boy friend. I can set in my bedroom and watch it all day long. The TV evangelists keep me company and make me feel so good. The comedies make me laugh. I'm so happy with my TV as my boyfriend."
Grandma turned on the TV and the picture was horrible and flickering. It was an old TV and sometimes took a bit of percussive maintenance to get a steady picture.
She started hitting on the side and back of the TV, hoping to fix the problem.
The little boy heard the doorbell ring so he hurried to the front door.
When he opened the door, there stood Grandma's pastor.
The Pastor said, "Hello son, is your grandma home?"
The little boy replied, "Yes, she's in the bedroom bangin' her boyfriend."

 

A Thinking Black Man....

A Black man named Henry went to his doctor after a long illness.
The doctor after a lengthy examination, sighed and looked Henry in
the eye and said, "I've some bad news for you.

You have cancer, and it can't be cured. You'd best put your affairs in order."
Henry was shocked and saddened. But, being a solid character, he
managed to compose himself and walk from the doctor's office into the waiting room, where his son had been waiting. "Well, son, we Blacks celebrate when things are good, and we celebrate when things don't go well. In this case, things aren't so well. I have cancer.

Lets head to the bar and have some brew."
After 3 or 4 pints, or more, the two were feeling a little less
somber. There were some laughs and some more beers.
They were eventually approached by some of Henry's old friends,
who were curious as to what the two were celebrating.
Henry told them that Blacks celebrate the good as well as the bad.
He went on to tell his friends that they were drinking to his impending
end. He told his friends, "I have been diagnosed with AIDS." The friends
gave Henry their condolences, and they had a couple of more beers.
After the friends left, Henry's son leaned over and whispered his confusion.
"Dad, I thought you told me that you were dying of cancer, and you just
told your friends that you were dying of AIDS!"
Henry said, "I don't want any of them sleeping with your Mother after I am gone."
You gotta love the Black man.

The thought of you....

IN ANY LANGUAGE...I LOVE YOU ALWAYS!