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)