Esther Moment

The fury of perfect Love

The Holy One of Israel

Jealous for his creation

Riding on the clouds

Sword swift as a storm

Hair ablaze

Blast from his mouth

King of Kings and Lord of Lords

Written on his thigh

Redeemer, Judge, King

Slain, the Lamb

Returning the Lion

Yes, the One who wept

Yes, the One who healed

Yes, the One who died

But also the One who

Took the time to weave a whip

And cleanse the temple

Fierce in glory and purity

Pure anger against evil

This is your King

The river will flow from the throne

Yes, the trees will bear healing fruit

But not before the great battle

The invincible commander

His holy host in formation

The perfect army

Obedient angelic host

And the spirits of righteous men made perfect

This is who all will see

Breaking through the skies

Descending out of an unseen realm

Even now the veil thins

Even now he weaves another whip

For only a spotless bride will suffice

Bitter herbs, then sweet

Be purged church

Prepare to enter the court of the King

Stephen Pursell, 9/04