The spirit bears witness I Am, Who I Am,
I have no need of the witness of man.
The spirit inside with who I am one
Cries out through his kingdom, “Behold him: My Son.”
Here is the one in who I am pleased;
He obeys my instructions, my words does he heed
Here is the spirit of He who once died
And was poured out on those who believed they would rise.
And here they now stand as one cob of corn,
From the seeds that I planted, they as He are reborn,
And they do I place on the thrones I’ve prepared;
At the head of the body of my Son and my heir.
For they judge nor condemn the body as one,
But realise that He is my growing Son.
Yes! The voice of my Father cries out, “You are free;”
A New Creation, who lives eternally.........The Anointed.