There is a Sound
There is a sound that stirs the stary night’s beauty
A movement born of heaven’s eternal clock.
Now is the time to rise, to reset our earthy journey
To heed the voice that jumps out from the Book.
Respond, O soul, to heaven’s glory rain,
This moment marks your holy rendezvous.
Appointed time, let His presence not be in vain -
Let God’s own light and purpose carry you.
Walk where He leads, with humility, grace and power,
With joy that flows from Christ, our propitiation
He gave us keys to loose and bind in prayer,
To align earth with heaven’s fervent petition.
We apply His peace, a covering divine,
On all our door posts - His Blood - our victory sign.
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