Will You Serve Me?

“I know that you did pray and things did not go your way. Will you go or stay and serve me anyway? I know you’re hurt, but please don’t revert, back to your old ways. Instead, offer up words of praise.

I know you don’t understand, but I have you in the palm of my hand. I catch all your tears, sometimes it may feel as if I’m pruning with shears.

Your sorrow will soon turn to joy and you will forget about the enemy’s ploy. You will testify of how I brought you out. You won’t be able to contain it, you will shout.”