If I had only kept silent
If I had only kept my big mouth shut
Why did I have to attract so much attention
You never bothered me when I was out there
But now, you just can't vex me enough
You've touched my body; it aches.
You've touched my money; it's thin.
You've touched my clarity; cloudy inside an out
You've touched my friends; what friends?!?!
Why have I invited such an attack?
It is not fair.
Still, when I tried to figure it out, all I got was a splitting headache . . .
Until I entered the sanctuary of God.
Then I saw the whole picture: (Psalms 73:16-17)
No, not the sanctuary with all the well dressed people ignoring my plight, but the one within me
The one that was built......by my praise....
There I learned that my Praise of my maker got your attention
it moved you to attack me
My anointing provoked this attack.
Calling the heavenly hosts, for it's not in my strength I boast.
For I know victory is mine, one praise at a time
With my praise, I will attack back.
My silence is the victory you ultimately desire
But my God has carried me through the fire,
and placed me in a wealthy place.
So to my enemy......about face!
