I chose you,
hand picked you from My vine
I always planned for you
to be a follower of mine.
I chose you,
I knew you’d bear much fruit
I always knew that for Me
you’d be a faithful shoot.
I chose you,
guided you with My hand
I always perceived you’d take
for Me a loving, peaceful stand.
I chose you,
I knew I could count on you
I always knew that you’d do
just what I asked you to.
I chose you,
My father gave you to Me
He knew through the darkness
My light you would see!
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1 Peter 2:9
“But ye are a chosen generation, a royal priesthood,
an holy nation, a peculiar people;
that ye should shew forth the praises of him who hath called
you out of darkness into his marvellous light;”
King James Version
by Public Domain
Copyright 2015
Deborah Ann Belka
