Poem: Lifted

Lifted from the dust

To a more exalted place

I'll live to testify

How much my level changed

 

Lifted from a slave

I'm now a royal princess

Ready to be made Queen

In the castle of my King

 

I'm lifted to the throne

Where I remain the boss

My subjects are numerous

I treat them all like royals

I believe in myself

I counted it all joy

The days of tears and agony

Are turned around for glory

 

Lifted above their heads

Of enemies and foes

Who only hoped and wished

That I go down the dust

 

But now I know I'm lifted

To fulfill all my purpose

And give back all the glory

To the lifter of my head