Do you wear prayers like shoes? Put em on each morn?
Wear them at all times, sunrise, sundown, and also at dawn?
If they be sneakers, I’m ready to run the mile by your side
If they be loafers, let’s walk together with dignified stride
If they be boots, I’m ready to climb treacherous terrain with you
If they be ballroom, let’s dance through life as if every step we knew
If they be steel-tipped, I’m ready to march armed with the power of His name
If they be slippers, let’s lounge and dream as if our thoughts were one in the same
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