So you wish to be an apostle,
Or another office of power,
In the kingdom of Jesus,
That Mantle will seek you.
Position yourself right,
By repentance and prayer,
Dig your wells very deep,
To the level an apostle should go,
And the mantle will seek you,
There are those who crave,
For a laying of hands,
By power oozing apostles,
Yet their hearts are unready.
It's but a waste of time.
Go to the secret place,
Fast till the soul vomits,
Carnal cravings and mindsets,
And the lord himself will seek you,
Since you are after his own heart.
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