Dr Righteous' Blog

It was on the month's first day, I looked, I saw you, I beheld with great awe, Just couldn't get my eyes off you I purposed not to look aplenty, Tried keeping my eyes away, But the more the effort, The more I got my eyes on you You are God's epitome of Beauty, Nature's answer to man's call, The beautiful one is truly born, And all eyes are fixed on you You make beauty look simple Angelic in poise, gracious in step, You are altogether awesome, Oh, can I get my eyes off you? I denied the feeling, Pretended it meant nothing, But now I confess, My eyes have been on you Your virtue overwhelms me, You are my dreams personified, My wishes crystallized, These eyes can't get off you The past year is gone, A new one is here, Yet one thing remaineth, My eyes are still on you

It was a land so barren Full of thistles, full of thorns Beasts of the wild had their way Oh, how dreadful was this place Then El-Shaddai arose so sovereign His strategy yet unknown In command rang His voice "Now, go build me a house" Thus set out the army A company of the weak yet strong With minds rugged and hearts that sang "Yes, yes we can" The hammer and the axe joined forces A block here and a rod there A land once fallow Now reeked honey and milk Oh, such is the passion How great the desire As the little ones give their mite And the saints build The House Elohim has arisen to bless Now let the people be still This shall be the place of Greater Glory And it shall be called The House of Royals

HERE AT LAST It sounded different, With the inflection of the learned, And the smoothness of velvet, Her voice was altogether lovely A few words we exchanged, Only via the phone, Yet I struggled to hide my admiration, For without doubt was I in awe of her So set I out for, On this journey I began, To behold the form that spoke so softly, And find the one that had become so dear Oh, there she stood, Innocence and Beauty in warm embrace, With a complexion that lit me up, And a smile that made me smile "Good Afternoon", she greeted, "My name is Nancy", she added, But lost was I in awe, At the wonder that stood before me A bundle of virtue is she, Integrity is who she is, Now let the faithful men come, And seek the hand of this one so rare May Jesus so good be praised, For I know now, That the beautiful ones are indeed born, And the woman of virtue, is Here at Last