Born Blessed ( by Fenny West)

Born Blessed

Blessed Be God who has blessed me with every spiritual blessing from the crown of my head to the soles of my feet.

I am above only; the head and not the tail. I prosper in all I do  and wherever  I go. I prosper in my body, my business, in  the city and in the country side ,in the summer or winter, even in times of famine. God satisfies me and gives me a hundred-fold return like Isaac. He makes me prosperous until I become very prosperous. He makes me great until I become very great and an envy of unbelievers around. 

As I put God first, all other things are added to me. I ask no good thing. He gives me Goshen-  the best of the land. He opens His good treasure and pours out His blessings upon me until there no room to contain it. 

The boundary lines have fallen for me in pleasant places and I have a goodly heritage. 
Because I am planted in the house of God, I flourish in His courts. I bring forth fruit even in my old age. I am like a vintage wine. I get better with age. He has made me a wonder in my generation. My blessings are from generation to generation. I leave a legacy for all time. I am blessed with inventive, creative and innovative genius. I am a seed of Abraham and Abraham’s blessings are mine. 
I am blessed because I do not walk in the counsel of the ungodly nor stand in the way of sinners, nor  sit in the seat of God-mocker. But my delight is in the Word of God and on His Word I meditate day and night. I am  a tree planted by the rivers of water and I yield my fruit in its season. My leaf does not wither and whatever I do prospers. My God works in me to do exceeding abundantly, far above what I can ask or think or imagine-far beyond even my wildest dream.

I am blessed to be a blessing to God, the world and my generation and even beyond.
I am led of the Spirit to sow at the right place, at the right time, with the right people. I always hear the voice of the Lord saying to me, “This is the way, walk in it.”
He leads me to my green pastures and my wealthy place. Foreigners come with their silver and gold to build my walls.
I am blessed to the glory of God.

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