๐ญ๐ฆ๐ต๐ต๐พ ๐ง๐ฎ๐ท๐น๐ญ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐พ daddy.
I am not worth writing you poesy my great prophetic pastor. Who am I to do you that!? But please sire, try and entertake my ๐ฆ๐จ๐ท๐ด๐ธ๐น๐ฎ๐จ praising God's blessings and miracles in your light.
P rophesy's believed to being the belonging of the prophets but you cases it a matter of grace
A round you bears the simitude of dining with Arch-Angels themselves with their sparkling faces
S ire, you truly are a son to the son of man from the father of the spirit of mankind for you are kind
T ruth to God's whole words and reeked with heavenly burning fires burning in the devil's devices into naught
O h! Happy birthday merry mind and gentle heart and the right hand of God
R oll as you'd, shout joyfully as you'd, thank God sire as every goodness in heaven rejoices at your birth.
© Jodekss 2018
Daddy I thank you a lot, for being there when my hope about everything remained aught so to say. I thank and bless Jesus in your life for asking me to kneel on the road around Oja Oba about 7 years back, for prayer. I knelt, and you prayed powerfully for me for me to stride for good shining for God. Sire, I am yet feeling the fires that fell from your prayer which was sourced from your righteous heart.
Blessings and happy birthday sire!
(ใฃ´▽`)ใฃ ♥
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