Stand in the frontline for my seed
Decree a spoken promise as I fall to my knees.
Believing as I must
in the one whom I can trust.
The one who hears a mother's cry across the nation,
with all kinds of petitions for our future generation.
For they shall be a generation like no other,
let's join forces and go to war for them my sisters & my brothers.
Lift them up, raise the bar, pass the baton into their hand.
And after you have done all you can,
sit back and watch as they lead us into the promised land.
Arise, arise, no time to fall
Lord lead our children to their call.
Do not slumber, no time to rest.
For this generation is surely blessed.
They're bold, they're radical, they're fierce, they're rare.
They have been chosen to become heirs.
Fly sons and daughters, reach for the sky,
as the principalities of darkness you will defy!!
Jeremiah 31:17
"So there is hope for your future, DECLARES the Lord. Your children will return to their own land."
You blow me away with this my beloved friend.
ReplyDeleteI Hold your arms up as you write and pray and fight and stand and bow and kneel.
Bless you. bless you. bless you.
Hallelujah! My tongue is just dancing to the words that provoke my spirit.
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