From The Hill Top Poem by Hezekiah Tiamiyu

The Lord has done it!
Faithful, supreme He is,
He carried me, took me
Washed me, clothed me.
The Lord reigns kingly,
He makes me shine sparkly!
Daily the sea waters the sand
Daily He makes me glad.
I shall not fear the waves,
For the Lord is my cave.
In His mouth I am kept,
Hot, preserved, wrapped!
I never walk alone;
I'm in Touch-not zone.
I fear not even red devils
Cos He's put me on top levels.
Hahahaha!
I shout Hallelujah!
Yes I do have troubles,
But for each, He bless me double!
So I rejoice always
Since it'd profit me anyways.
I have a great God! !
I'd shout at the hill top!
He is my provider,
Never shall I run dry!
He's my never-thirst well
And therein I dwell!
He is my fortress
I've got no stress.
He's my assurance
My joy is in His insurance!
So I'd praise,
My voice I'd raise!
Hallelujah to His Highness!
The One who called me Success!