Wednesday, September 25, 2013

A Poem about 'The End Times Church'

If you are wanting to hear in the language of poetry what I've been learning about, this is a God inspired poem from the overflow of my heart. I pray you will enjoy it and be challenged to seek the throne room for your own encounters with the Bridegroom King.

                                                  The End Times Church

The time has come the day has dawned when new things will arise.
Awakening a sleeping people from their rest,
to put on their armour and pick up their swords. 
Preparing for a war that is yet to come.
But this is not a physical war against flesh and blood of man, 
but that of the Spirit, fighting things yet to be seen with human eyes.

But the spirit sees and the spirit knows what to do and how to be strong. 
So we equip ourselves with spiritual armour making time 
to shine it and make it strong to protect the important parts.
The preparation time has come this is done through prayer, 
fasting and spending time in the secret place. 
Making sure you have your oil and have made yourself
known to God, as he has done for you.

The time has come the day is near, Jesus our saviour will return
in the sky with clouds around him and fire in his eyes.
His sword that is coming out of his mouth; his name on his thigh.
 He is coming back in power, he is coming back to fight, 
to conquer once and for all the evil of this world.

The nations will wage war against God Almighty, throwing their fists around.
 Destruction will come for those who do not fear the Lord of Hosts. 
The one who will come on a white horse; 
leading the Hosts of Heaven in an up roar against the earth. 

 Demons will scatter the light of the saints will stand, 
calling and beckoning the scattered people to come to safety in the light of salvation. 
Oh the darkness how it emanates across the world the sun has gone, 
the moon does not shine, only faint light of the saints, 
will be seen praying 24/7 for the wickedness to stop
 and for the return of the King.

Fear the Lord for he is bring justice to the earth. 
Come be overwhelmed by his father’s heart towards you.
 Be saturated by the immensity of his love His faithfulness to his bride is immaculate.
 Oh how the woman hungers and the man thirsts for the banquet table, the feast of the Lord.
The heart beats a 1000 times over, beating to the drum of heaven. 
Supernatural things happen the church itself will see. 
The bridegroom is ready, the shout goes forth.

Valiant man take up your sword, valiant men put on your armour.
Pick up the spears to throw, the darts of the Lord will not be shattered.
The arrowhead will not diminish or break.
Faithful ones raise up your voices, righteous ones be glad.
Sing of the joy in your heart, sing, song loudly of the goodness of the Lord.
His presence is near it will come with the Kingdom of Heaven.
The kingdom of the King of Kings, royal brothers declare the faithfulness’s of the Lord,
 royal ones take your place. Set your crown upon your head,
 be robed in your garments. Be adorned in your jewels 
the ring has been placed, the royal one has come.

The valour of men is tiny compared with the valour God places in man. 
Oh the desires of the father’s heart towards his children, 
his desire oh how he longs to be with them, to hold them to rock their fears away.
With fire in his eyes the passion of the King for his Queen, His Bride. 
Don’t you see wicked people the Lord he is one and only God.
 The one who satisfies your deepest longings, your deepest  desires.
 For he knows you and created you. Unique to shine his Glory in different ways.
 Do not look to the right or to the left but to the one your heart will desire.

The one thing you are destined for comes,
come to salvation come to love with the son of God, 
the son that laid down his life. 
Laid down his own plans and was lead by the voice of the Lord. 
Oh listen people, listen to the still small voice. 
For he is calling, calling his people to come
 to repentance to come back to their first love.

The Lord is Almighty worship and give him praise. 
Oh people of this world. 
Have you not seen there is a rising generation, 
ones that will be surrounded by prayer, by thanksgiving to the Lord. 
They will not stand for your lack of interest against the injustice and crime. 
They will not be quiet in your ears, not until the Lord’s name is a praise on the lips
 of the nation he calls his own.

Pray, pray oh saints how their prayers are poured out on the earth 
daily will you listen oh God. Send forth your mighty angels to do the cries of the saints.
 Pour out the bowls, the spirit has come, he’s stirring the bride,
 awakening to get ready for the bridegroom.

Put on the wedding dress, pure white in his sight. 
Pearls and gems gleaming and draping down the aisle magnificent in beauty. 
Robed in splendor and graciously confident, of the love she has for her lover. 
Excitement spreads across her face a smile of delight adorns her appearance. 
Shining in the beauty of her King.

In the dressing room she waits for the call the announcement for her time to come.
The day has dawned when she will be joined together forever
 with her beloved in spirit and in truth.


The spirit and the bride say come.(Revelations 22:17)

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