A Rough Hill

Sit in the highest position,
That the Father ever given;
An exquisite acquisition,
That is located in Heaven.

Till He makes His foes a footstool,
After they have been defeated;
For each of them has been a fool,
Not letting it be repeated.

The Lord will extend your power,
As He is giving you His rod;
Since we do not know of the hour,
We keep hoping to our God.

Rule enemies that surround you,
Never letting them box you in;
As they convince you to construe,
Corruption in committing sin.

Your people have to volunteer,
When you have called up your army;
With a commander that will steer,
Through the troops of the enemy.

Your young people in such splendor,
Pure like the dew in the morning;
Asking on the Lord to render,
The grace of a new day forming.

For the Lord has taken an oath,
Knowing He will not change His mind;
Committing a spiritual growth,
As you remain humble and kind.

You will be a priest forever,
In a way to be a great priest;
An anointing not to sever,
To be honored at the grand feast.

The Lord will be at your right side,
He will crush kings using His wrath;
Passing judgment who not abide,
Where the dead lay on the path.

He will drink water from the brook,
While holding His head up high;
Erase the evil from His book,
That had been crushed right where they lie.

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