Hounds on the heels For days, years on end Isn’t that how it sometimes Most usually does it feel For all of us?
Oh! I cry Oh, my Warrior God! Alone and in the dark Now, incessantly Do I sob
Demons to the left, Evil’s pain to the right Of You nowhere in my vision Do I seem to catch sight All around only satan’s emissaries Alone, alone, always alone I cry Increasingly my very existence They overwhelmingly deride
Until I hear your trumpet I raise my head somewhat To Your loud commanding roar I can hear without a doubt And no longer can contain My own reverberating shout
As You command, aside evil Do you toss For of your beauty’s power Never will there be a loss The air around me you purify You clean Breathing better all at once Towards you do I try to lean
On this day, as I am allowed To gather and to see The unending sight of my Heaven’s King Upon His throne And Surrounded by your Almighty Power My soul in ecstasy has found its home!
At the hands Of the smithy Hammered Over and over Put back into The burning, Roaring flames Removed Only to be Hammered Again
God will do this To us You know Maybe Just to show How much He really loves you
Remember He chose you Not any other For this Particular fire Knowing you so well Only He could tell What you needed To make you rise up Be inspired On His shoulders Lifted higher And Put back together Newer, stronger, ready To follow His every step
Never A powerful word Never ever, ever Even more powerful words Never meant to be More powerful words
But Meant to be Was I To infinitely, eternally see Your beautiful Face My very soul to taste Your Perfection Me, This miniscule creation To dance in Your direction
Never meant to Be without you Not smart enough For that Within Your Spirit Meant to be My natural habitat Where I was So to speak, To hang my hat
So please take All of me, my mess So I may finally Progress, Transform, Become What You wonderfully Meant for me At last and Forever to be!
Pouf, Swish, Swoosh Wave the magic wand Make it disappear Where it once stood Now the air, the very space Oh, so very, very clear
Cheap magic shows With their magicians Do this almost every day But I am here to you To declare today Loudly, boldly to say There is coming in Earth’s future The biggest, loudest Most terrifying “POUF” Mankind will ever see
God in His wisdom Knowing what we really need Is going to destroy all Of this old creation Using His best and brightest Innovation Will POUF away All we now temporarily see Out of sight eternally Will it stay To show us His new Universe, new earth All the old things gone A total new rebirth!
Will perhaps roll it up Like an older scroll Or maybe in a loud roar With a great fiery heat So in this planet do not Put too much security All that will be left is God And His powerful Eternity’s Infinity Where every soul Will bend the knee And your dear Father Face to face at last Will you be allowed to see!!!!
After the quietness, satan’s victory dance Over His grave In the stillness of the Morning’s freshest dew And in the richness Of God’s plan His whole world to renew Nothing ever seen before Occurred
God in the flesh Stepped out of His Now emptied grave!
As the ground shook The stone was rolled away An angel came to sit In all his glory Christ stepped out To take control, full sway Over all of creation Once again He came to claim His VICTORY!!
To show satan for all eternity He was defeated Only God has the last word Death now eternally cheated As Christ stepped out into The garden He declared that forever On His glorious throne Again would He be seated
Came to save us from An infinity of hell Evil, darkness, condemnation Hearing its funeral knell To give mankind its share In heaven’s perfect life This is what His Resurrection Was meant to declare!
But all this is left up to you God will never force or coerce Wanting you to joyfully give Your heart out of your own choice So you may own, shout in your own voice Your VICTORY!
Silence An absence of sound The rocks have split Upheavals have shaken The underfoot ground The sky has blackened And at last cleared The city in a festive mood It hears people raise a few cheers But still they do not see, They have not understood
Followers, disciples Huddle in a locked, darkened room Not knowing what comes next If at tomorrow, will that be too soon? Or will today be their last breath They try to comfort one another Hoping to stave off their own death As a few women in the corner Continue to weep
Prayers are raised But God is silent He has already said all He had to say It happened on the night, Of His son’s birth And at last The last day of His painful, Tortured life on this green earth
So get used to the days of silence, They serve a purpose To you, can actually be of a Deeper service Learn how to wait, trust Even when you don’t hear God’s voice See His Almighty hand closely at work For us, this could be life’s hardest choice
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