Love won the Day – the wages of sin, My Blood did pay – tho’ the Cross seemed a place of certain defeat – I set My face like flint, I didn’t retreat.

Rise up, Oh Lord, do Your best, Rise up, Oh Lord, help us enter Your rest, Stir up our hearts to shine forth Your light, Reveal Yourself in glory and might.

I promised that I would order your steps.  I AM your Guide Who leads you on the narrow and righteous path.  You are not called to be like the worldly ones.

The camp of darkness is in panic mode because they feel the tremors in the spirit realm. They will melt like wax before me as I lead you out into the fields.

Storm clouds gather darkening the sky Loud voices rise up in a war-battle cry It seems like evil is winning the day But the Lord commands, “On your knees and pray.”

My child, the seed is the Word of God.  It is not natural seed, but it is spiritual seed that is sown into the hearts of men.

My child, it is My good pleasure to give you the Kingdom.  I have given to you the inheritance of the saints in the Light.