Lady G. Augustus Ministry

Spirit of miracles inside the sphere of life.
Thundering echoes sweeping over my still frail being.
Clapping together with passions of takens that clung to his faith.
Predestine, I knew not where, justified by mercy,
who me what did I care.
Oh, but beneath the crimson tide
bellowed a beauty ever to behold inside.

He taught me how to love him, is what I want you to know.
He gathered me softly but yet firmly leading along these paths
of chosen. A love He, taught me how, doth this song echo where ever
I go. He reached beyond hells gates snatched me up into a realm
of strength.
Where glory doeth prosper in our land and
and love awaits.

He taught me how to love him, with blue oracles of freedom
flowing. Rapidly, inwardly, yet outwardly excellent are his
ornaments. He taught me how to love him, his pleasures I do
smell. Perfect through his comeliness entered here is where
I shall dwell.

He taught me how to love him spread did he a skirt of increase,
covered with a covenant of trust. No more forsaken or desolate
for he delighteth in me. Warmed by oils of ointments for healings
of salvation given a heart of peace. Embraced by a cloak of
presence that he alone possessed drape with his splendor
of happiness.

He taught me how to love him rivers of frankincense and myrrh.
Scents of honey from the dew, kisses of jasmine my soul in him
I abide. All this you see he did just for me cause he knew
I was about to die.
copyright 2000 - Ez. 16:1-14 (kjv)

Oh, Bless Our God!