"And at that time shall Michael stand up, the great prince
which standeth for the children of thy people: and there
shall be a time of trouble, such as never was since there
was a nation even to that same time: and at that time
thy people shall be delivered, every one that shall
be found written in the book."
(Daniel 12:1)
Fight, Warriors of the Most High God; swing that sword with power, and fight for the cause. The Lord Jesus Christ is our strength; His spirit goes before us, we need not fear the devil's claws. We are Warriors in earth, fighting for truth and the gospel, even as Warriors in the heavens intercede. Angels fight to bring our answers, battling fiercely in the second heaven, with flashes of lightning streaks. Don't Give Up, weary Warrior, for the sands are filling the hourglass, and time is winding down. Keep your eyes on the prize, a home with Jesus in the skies, and the coveted soul winner's crown. Reap the harvest and fight the opposition, for he knows the time is short, and he's on the loser's end. So, hold your head up, Saint, because the tormentor has an appointment, with the flames to descend. ONE angel will take care of our tormentor, as we watch with glee; his days are numbered, and we're on the Glory side. Stand tall in the darkness, and fight the good fight, for it won't be long and we'll take flight in the skies, with the Lord to abide.
Every soldier has his place, his position, and his orders; we zoom in on the target; it's the world of lost souls. And we fight on, knowing the reins are held by the Master; He sets up, tears down, and has the controls. Those streaks in the night sky are glints from Angels' swords, as they wield and rule the second heaven; they're fighting for us against satan, his imps, and the plots and plans of the demonic hellions. We are not alone in this war; our Savior made provision, to protect and defend us from all evil. Our prayers rise as torpedoes of blood-bought fire, and they paint the skies like a canvas on an easel. The war will be strong and hard, but the victory's already won; and the march of the Church is uniting. It's a new movement around the world, as Nations meet the Savior, His redemption, and His love so inviting.
We're the Rapture generation in the times of the end, "moving" with the Spirit, watching the cloud by day and the fire by night. We walk by the Holy "unction," that Spirit of the Holy One; we're not shaken by the terrors or the evils in our sight. Our strength is building day by day as we watch prophecies unfold, and the Word is manifested. It's as it was in the days of Noah; there's so much darkness and rampant ungodliness, that can't be digested. But, we ride and we WIN, with our swords in hand, and the Blood and the Name of our Lord as our victory sound. Nothing can stop us; we're on the Home stretch, with fiery scars of the battle, but we know we're Heaven bound.
(Daniel 12:1)
Fight, Warriors of the Most High God; swing that sword with power, and fight for the cause. The Lord Jesus Christ is our strength; His spirit goes before us, we need not fear the devil's claws. We are Warriors in earth, fighting for truth and the gospel, even as Warriors in the heavens intercede. Angels fight to bring our answers, battling fiercely in the second heaven, with flashes of lightning streaks. Don't Give Up, weary Warrior, for the sands are filling the hourglass, and time is winding down. Keep your eyes on the prize, a home with Jesus in the skies, and the coveted soul winner's crown. Reap the harvest and fight the opposition, for he knows the time is short, and he's on the loser's end. So, hold your head up, Saint, because the tormentor has an appointment, with the flames to descend. ONE angel will take care of our tormentor, as we watch with glee; his days are numbered, and we're on the Glory side. Stand tall in the darkness, and fight the good fight, for it won't be long and we'll take flight in the skies, with the Lord to abide.
We know we win; it's just a matter of the mind, holding fast to
the Name, the Word, and the Blood
Remember, when attacks begin that it's because the Glory's
about to fall; the Lord is coming like a flood
The battle is not ours; it's the Lord's, with His bared arm, that
Isaiah said would stretch before the Nations
We must stand our ground, be strong in the Lord and the power
of His might, and strongly guard our stations
Every soldier has his place, his position, and his orders; we zoom in on the target; it's the world of lost souls. And we fight on, knowing the reins are held by the Master; He sets up, tears down, and has the controls. Those streaks in the night sky are glints from Angels' swords, as they wield and rule the second heaven; they're fighting for us against satan, his imps, and the plots and plans of the demonic hellions. We are not alone in this war; our Savior made provision, to protect and defend us from all evil. Our prayers rise as torpedoes of blood-bought fire, and they paint the skies like a canvas on an easel. The war will be strong and hard, but the victory's already won; and the march of the Church is uniting. It's a new movement around the world, as Nations meet the Savior, His redemption, and His love so inviting.
The sheaves are gathering, and the harvest is greater than ever
before, all looking up, ready to ascend
Rejoice Warriors; Joy comes in the morning, and the Lion of
Judah will help us endure to the end
We're the Rapture generation in the times of the end, "moving" with the Spirit, watching the cloud by day and the fire by night. We walk by the Holy "unction," that Spirit of the Holy One; we're not shaken by the terrors or the evils in our sight. Our strength is building day by day as we watch prophecies unfold, and the Word is manifested. It's as it was in the days of Noah; there's so much darkness and rampant ungodliness, that can't be digested. But, we ride and we WIN, with our swords in hand, and the Blood and the Name of our Lord as our victory sound. Nothing can stop us; we're on the Home stretch, with fiery scars of the battle, but we know we're Heaven bound. 
The Holy Ghost fires are covering the earth with heightened
speed, and it behooves us to take a look
As the Nations receive His Spirit, speak in tongues, and rise in
Joy; people are found "Written In The Book."
"M A R A N A T H A," LORD JESUS!
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"Written In The Book!"
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