Author: Stashane Davis

For: Destiny’s Overcome "The Musical"
Date: 29th July 2009

Lord, I cannot keep my voice still with the untold pains that I’ve been through No longer can my voice be ill I just got to share it all with you.   I’d forgotten how to survive my sky did turn to gray Loneliness and hurt was how I thrived Isolation and chaos were the order of the day.   I remembered as a child The thorns of the rose that scarred my thighs; Anger and confusion boiled inside Then the petals began to fade as I cried Losing my purity while damaging my pride.

Now a battered woman all black and blue the whispers of my soul call to the depth of my heart A battered woman trying to see it through my dreams and plans all ripped apart.

I let him beat me so deep it wouldn’t heal, I am not like that tree planted by the waters anymore, I let him hurt me so hard that I couldn’t feel Adonay, it hurts way down to the core.

He turned my children against me He told them I was insane What sort of man could he be? I think he is sick what does he has to gain?

Your authorities on earth are those violating the laws the schools, the counsel, even the churches are all Before Your eyes they conceive the lies scarring the innocent and destroying lives.

Worry and fear was my only companion Lord, can You see my hands? Raped, embezzled and abused, Like a harlot we have been used. As they stretched their tongues against me My head I would hang low No words of encouragement embraced me For their words were full of blows.  My world had no colour, there was no light in my day, But why, why didn’t You stay? Did my frustrations drive You away?  

Adonay! You have all power to make my seasons change the wind blows for You and the waves are calm at Your Name. Adonay! You said You will never leave me nor forsake me But there’s no answer when I pray.  

As I turned my back to walk away, I heard a still small voice say, “You’ve lost your praise along the way, From My Words, please do not stray. Remember My Grace is sufficient and the tears I have shed, Remember I died for you; My blood was crimson red. It's great enough to wash away thy sins, Even the ones way down deep within.”  

He took me by the hand He placed me under the flow made me a new man He washed me whiter than snow.   

Stand up my sisters Be bold and strong Princesses Get up and walk out of your trenches Rise up oh ye sons of Juda And be men of might and valour. You are a Designer’s brand Fashioned and stitched by the Master’s hand.  

Stretch your hands towards Heaven and pray This is your breaking of day Get up Destiny, Get up G4J Step into your new dawn God's children OVERCOME!