@Greatness96 29 September 2020 more from that month

Revival Speaks

Silence! silence! silence! Words are about to be spoken The foundations of the earth about to be shaken Territories are expected to be taken Hungry souls are about to be filled Worldly systems of oppression and slavery destined to be killed Darkened hearts of men are soon to be enlightened Reprobate minds, tightened with futile thoughts soon to be loosened The sickle has been thrown in, an army is about to be chosen The silence is finally broken Why do we choose to walk on foot, when we can ride on horses We have forsaken our foundation and made the streets our houses The world and its systems slowly encroaching upon the church And we sit back comfortably acting as if we don't have a choice We buy the insane ideas of the carnal man His pathways have become the runway for our dreams to land Wicked oppressors constantly haunt us Like brutal bullies intimidating little children, they taunt us We're held captives by strange sicknesses and serious addictions Yet we sit back forgetting the power in our dictions There's great strength embedded inside of us Yet we lay on our beds leaving the metallic strength to rust We've placed our love for the kingdom in the freezer of vainful pleasures Our hearts have been hardened, unspeakable evil has become our leisure We've grown cold, our bones, weak and old Where are the Deborah's that will boldly lead the people to victory The Jaels that will kill the enemy skillfully Where are the Hebrew boys that will refuse to give in to the corrupt systems of the princes of this world The Esther that will risk their lives and stand before rulers for the liberation of God's people Show me the Daniels that won't defile themselves but stay consistent in the place of prayer The Apostles that will carry the gospel to the ends of the earth Show me the Jabez that won't let their background put their backs to the ground The David that will raise mighty men and carry out the intent of God's heart The spirit of the Lord hovers upon the face of the earth Ready to pour down himself and activate the New Birth On the ones that are hungry for a breaking forth The ones that yearn for the long days of waiting to be made short Let all flesh appear before Zion, God's holy mountain A refreshing like the droppings of the dew of Hermon awaits them at the fountain There's a calmness as they drink from the waterfall The sweet waters of revival that will revive all