The Grand Slam

Orion Michael Prince

The bases are loaded and Michaels at bat he waves to the crowd and he tips his hat

The pitcher winds up and lets her rip with a crack of the bat it’s a round trip

For the Son of Man he hits a slam we will have a week (7) and then a grand (1000)

They lift him up to the throne the crowd roars the Master is home

Five foolish virgins and five wise My two towers shut the skies

I Am the MVP on the clouds they will see signs and wonders and power and glory

Kiss the frog you get a prince does the Spirit not testify nor angels convince

The marriage of the Lamb it has come heaven on earth Thy will be done