Every day till today, and upon this eighth will you pray?
'A mountain of sin,' though that should be.!
Prepare the ground, its the soil for a tree.. Of faith
That will grow' and thrive will enrich; and against aridity
Strive, Youval to rejoice..' Noach in flood.! Harani the
Mountain ' that will not budge?' The Word that was,
And Is to come.' Oh Holy and annointed One! move upon
This man of sin..' open his heaven, go deep in' turn him
Around 1,080 degrees! spin him Lord till he's on his knees!
Break his will, crush that heart of stone, divorce him Lord
From all the sin he has owned.' Call him now in the deepest
Way! ( to rejoice in the promise) and proclaim of
Yeshua in these seminal days.'
Raking out the garden,
Straightening the stones,
Thinning the perennials,
Removing old dog bones.
Cutting off dead branches,
Clearing out the hedge,
Burning all the rubbish,
Straighten gardens edge.
The air is finally warmer.
Spring flowers raise their heads.
The Tulips and the Hyacinths first,
To look up from their beds.
Next the Daffodils break ground,
Soon to raise their sunny faces,
And I rush to prepare the ground,
Make ready all their places.
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