Once in a while, in this moment of time,

  A man comes along that has Jesus mind;

With a drive that is usually misunderstood;

  Viewed as controlling; not counted as good.

What makes the difference?

  From where comes this thirst?

Could this have been formed before the first birth?...

  At a time of communion, in eternity past;

Twice born with a choice and a truth to surpass....

Every force that’s opposing; every doubt;

  every fear;

But the purpose is set and victory draws

  near.

You see, I purposed the purpose;

  You then chose it as yours

With this in mind, My very dear son;

  What force can close any doors?

Do I rejoice on July Twenty-eighth;

  Chosen by Me, as you sit at the gate,

Inquiring of what Our next step will be;

  You were born for this time

And I’ll cause you to see;

  To open each gift sent directly by Me.

So blessed birthday, My son;

  Great pleasures await;

Your heart’s in My hand;

  Let’s anticipate:

Every day will be a celebration;

  We’ll run together in great adoration;

This effervescent ecstasy will make our feet

  dance in harmony;

Our laughter heard throughout the whole earth;

Yes, I rejoice on this day of your birth!!!