by Jamie J. Robinson (Syracuse, NY, USA)
The spirit is freed and made its rounds through the lands of the fallenA power surges through the masses, every souls knees hit the groundIt is nightfall and the children are up playing like it is the hour of noonTears are flooding the earth and all evil is being drownedConfessions and accounts ran abroad, who knew the sky would open up in the fashion that it didThe event lasted for hours that seemed like days but was interpreted as secondsSuddenly everyone saw hues of color that had no nameThe rush of the moment seized a memory a moment that would soon multiplyTrue beauty has shown itself on this night that turned into forever daysAn ancient truth manifested through physical, passionate raptureWhat a testimony that is delivered amongst the angelsNew angels have been born great in strength and love, now we all can rest as we wait for the final battleLife’s meaning is now found no fear shall surfaceOur new earth has arrived Thank You Jesus for keeping your wordWritten and constructed by: Jamie J. Robinson
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