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Sound The Alarms
by Debra Burgess Alarms have been going off in our house for a couple months; odd times and different systems, no rhyme and no reason. These things can get my attention so I took note of it enough to ask questions and wait for a response. I heard a response loud and clear yesterday. I was supposed to find a specific song. I was familiar with it because I like to listen to the artist. This time I was meant to do more than sing this song, I was meant to hear it! I am not the only one who should hear it. Sound the alarm Gather the people Gather the elders Let the ministers wail Take back the years that the enemy's stolen Lord you are coming with a holy visitation We return to you fasting and weeping and mourning Oh My Lord you're returning We lie here weeping between porch and altar Pour out your spirit on your sons and your daughters We lie here weeping between porch and altar Pour out your spirit on your sons and your daughters Send the alarm Awaken the watchmen Open their ears let their voices be loud We prophesy You'll come to this nation We prophesy You'll touch this generation with a holy visitation We dance, we shout, we lift up our voices Let your kingdom come down I was made for war I was made for battle Lord* (* Holy Visitation, by Rita Springer) I love to encourage the heart of people to be who they are meant to be in Christ, individually made and uniquely designed. www.debrabee.org Email: [email protected] Article Source: http://www.faithwriters.com |