Am healed.
Am favoured.
Success is mine.
Promotion runs and over take me and magnet itself to me.
Prosperity open it mouth and swallow me up.
Goodness dance to my yard and i quickly give him an everlasting entertainment.
Breakthrough stretch it hands and cover my totality.
Poverty see my finance and runs billions miles without looking back.
For the garment of power and authority are bestow upon me.
The cup of grace to the throne of mercy i drink always.
The helment of victory is bestow upon me.
Greatness and advancement dwells always in my belly.
Elevation is always welcome says my totality.
Limitation and hindrance sees me and tear themselves apart.
Lack and want sees me afar and burst themselves.
Failure run closer but success and breakthrough interrupt him.
Stagnancy sees me and refuse to function in all his duties for the mighty hand of God rest upon me.
The handwriting of the trinity is my life make my adversaries go crazy.
Sorrow overshadow bitter in the camp of many and laughter overshadow joy in the camp of many when the trinity crown me with crown of glory.
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