Sanctuary


Why are we fighting a battle that has already been won?
Our stains are washed clean by the blood of the Son.
Baptized by the spirit, to become God's chosen holy warrior,
In His love, there no longer is fear of pain or sorrow.
Time to take a stand, for the enemy is straight ahead,
Set your mind at ease, remember what the good book said.
Sound the trumpet & let the heaven's quake; prepare for war,
The veil has been lifted, listen for the Saviours roar.
Lift up your hands and hearts to praise His glorious name,
Revolution in the sands of time, nothing is ever going to be the same.
They kingdom come; as the Branch of David appears again,
Witness the Holy revelation in action, only waiting for it to begin.
When the smoke clears and the victory is seen at the end,
I'll be walking to streets of gold with Jesus, my old friend.

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