Who am I, that the Lord of all the earth. Would care to know my name. Would care to feel my hurt?. Who am I, that the bright and morning star. Would choose to light the way.
What this world needs is not another one hit wonder with an axe to grind. Another two bit politician peddling lies. Another three ring circus society.
What if the armies of the Lord. Picked up and dusted off their swords. Vowed to set the captives free. And not let Satan have one more?. . What if the church, for Heaven's sake.
There's a stirring. In the throne room. And all creation holds it's breath. Waiting now. To see the bridegroom. Wondering how the bride will dress. And she wears white.