Hello, I am Belsie Carthaway,
I am the mistress of England.
Let goodness bless us all day,
I’m a mistress of all my land.
It’s sad to hear of all the deaths,
I am sorry for all your losses.
May God bless us all from reliefs,
Let’s bow down and praise us.
I am not just an English mistress,
I am a woman of many kinds.
It is a must that I relieve my stress,
It’s not that good to leave it inside.
Jump for joyfulness,
I am not begging for mercy.
Let’s do our praises,
It’s such an amazing journey.
Open up with a prayer for us,
Just another way to seek God’s words.
May we go to churches,
Let us begin to seek out all of the worse.
Just like this, we pray,
I seek the angels today,
Just as it happens.
Hang in a second,
I’m reading aloud.
Just like a reverend,
Open this with such glee,
I’m too proud of us.
My words are truthful to see,
I’m doing my preaches.
It’s up to all of us to seek,
Everybody loves the prayers.
I’ll keep on the words to preach,
Because everyone cares.
I am Belsie the English mistress,
Go and tell of the world.
Jumpin’ for joy and I’m a witness,
Just listen to all of my words.
Never seek the devilish ways,
I only seek the ways of the Lord.
May nobody seek even the devilish,
I seek the goodness in the world.
Opening up with a scripture,
Just to begin my sermon.
Not I am not told about a rapture,
Just seek the word I’m speaking.
All I say is it’s up to you to decide,
Jump from page to page and read.
Because the Lord knows everywhere to hide,
There’s nothing to be scared.
Over the holiest dead body, I swear,
Just don’t trap yourselves to boredom.
Seeking the one God just to be aware,
We’re in the presence of his kingdom.
Preaching the goodness of the Bible,
Only we’ll become the one holiest.
Like we’re eating around a table,
Just prayer won’t become the one suppressed.
People we need to become aware of this,
I’m not going to let anyone down.
Become the holiest one to pass the test,
The ones who really do will never frown.