Charging Out of the Desert

No longer crumpled in brokenness No more torment No more fear Voices silenced, purpose born I came here lost Imprisoned in body and soul Surrounded by blue-shirted men And tormentors in green Also shackled within Swimming in jungle of pain Entangled by a snare of lies My soul to was in chains But the Word has rescued me I spoke it and overcame Not my might, not my power His breath alone has freed me Oh, I remember it Of this there is no doubt But the questions are gone No more whispers Nothing left to tempt A holy fury rises within me The Bride is rising I am not the only one We are many Here we come Rulers of this dark world Get ready for your terror Hand in hand with the Bridegroom Fiercely we come now We will drive you before us Righteous rage released No pity, no remorse Joy even To see you cringe in horror Shackles shattering before us The dead dance out of their tombs An army of glory soldiers Fearsome with the fury of holiness Sprinting like Elijah Raging like Samson Dancing like David Weeping like Jeremiah Charging out of the desert With His fire in our eyes Heaven bent on your destruction The Lion of Judah ROARS!! Stephen Pursell, original: 5/02, revised :11/16/14  In the spirit of this poem we pray for the Army Of Light to be released.