As fires rage, the world proclaims
that all is well,
As kingdoms fall, My Seed stands
tall, and shall prevail.
Though smitten, they return
to Me, and give their all,
This Army lives, each joint
supplies, so that none shall fall.
And I've broken thee, that you
might set others free,
And I've wounded thee, so My
Life they can see.
But all that I have torn, I'll
heal and I'll restore,
My glory, I'll set on thee,
a righteous Seed you will be.
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Robert Torango <robert.torango@nashville.com>
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