Worldly Defiance

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I refused to worship
The golden cash cow,
So they took my identity,
Hoping to make me over
In their image.

But God…

Had another plan
And laid me low at His feet.
Slayed and face flat,
I found the strength to stand.
My eyes on Him
Turned toward His call.
He raised me up
From the ashes of my will
To anoint me for the beauty of His.

I will walk as He walked.
I will talk as He talked.
I choose to decrease
So He can increase in me.