@Greatness96 29 September 2020 more from that month

Waiting in utter preparedness

Like hungry children anticipating their evening meal The light in the eyes have gone dim from insomnia Sleeplessness from struggling To rebuild altars Bare altars, stare with glaring eyes We returned the stare, dismay written all over our faces In bold letters The letters that killed the fire In our spirits The protective hedge has been abandoned The shielding refuge lay waste From broken hedges to souls The serpents trail is visible The scars from the bite That turned our gaze to the Holy tree Windows of souls opened up As lips hummed "make room" Salvation's light Illuminated the heart's eye Eyes that were once flooded With tears that couldn't cleanse The filthy faded floors of the mind Bold letters of dismay now erased By the blood ransom Freeing souls from filthiness and fading glory Restoring strength to build the broken altars What is it the ears hear Galloping from afar with the wind Sound of abundance of rain Touching the earth as chariots of fire Feeble hands stretched forth To drink of the waters That which is weak is being strengthened Heated up to exercise authority An army indestructible Marching into the nations of the earth Bearing the name of Jesus on our flags Our tongues spit fire Truths that'll burn down bridges connecting men to the systems of Babylon

The soles of our feet burns with the gospel of peace Blazing faith consuming the fiery darts Of the princes of darkness The red-hot sword we wield Piercing through the hearts of men Cutting down vain thought patterns and controversies We carry the burning helmet of salvation Offering it to every mortal we see We bring it to you, yes! you Take it! Put it on! Catch the fire! The rain of fire touching the earth