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The Chosen One
Chosen and set apart,
An instrument in God’s hand.
Bathed in the divine sunshine,
Sent as an instrument of goodness.
“Touch not my chosen one,”
The Almighty’s decree has rung.
“Do my special one no harm,
For in him I send as my messenger.”
The apple of my very eye,
A vessel made untouchable.
Empowered to speak my word,
His voice a bell for justice.
Heed my warning, all who hear,
Listen to this man so dear.
For he stands tall in my grace,
And is honoured to carry my message.
Defy him at your own peril,
My wrath upon you I will hurl.
This chosen one is my own delight,
Hear him, for I am his might.
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