Power In His Name

6th December 2018

I have had a glimpse,
Oh how beautiful,
Amazing and powerful,
A vision,
Jesus Yahushua Meshiach,
My King, glorious and all powerful.
I bow down and worship,
For nothing compares to my Lord.

Almighty God, most powerful,
In the name of Jesus,
Power fills the earth,
Nothing can stand before Him.
His eyes search the hearts of men.

Where is faith?
Where is belief?
For the Lord shows me,
His children struggling,
The worries of this world entangling.
What does He ask?
"Believe in Me."

Simple and powerful,
O man,
Do not look at what is,
Look at what is possible,
In the name of Jesus,
Power, almighty power,
For has He not said,
And will He not do.

Proclaim His name in all the world,
For those He calls,
Speak in His name, 
Power will be given, in His name,
Miracles will follow at their feet,
The deaf will hear,
The blind will see,
The lame walk,
The dumb speak,
Demons will flee,
And nothing will stand against the name of Jesus.

He calls,
Who is willing?
Who has faith?
Who will rise with me,
Take your eyes off the world,
rise up like the eagle
Proclaim His name in all the earth.



The Trumpet Call Of God

4th December 2018

This is the day,
A new day breaks over my soul,
Whispers in my dreams,
"Fish for Souls."

I walk in my dreams,
Beside the seashore,
Those many years ago,
When a man was asked,
"Do you love Me?"

A fishing net lay at his feet,
Full of fish.
"You know I do Lord."
"Do you love Me?" He asked.
Three times He asked,
And one man said "I do".
A church was birthed.

In my dreams I ponder the scene.
A man's heart full of love,
For His Lord and God.
Doubt, weakness and fear surround him.
Back around the mountain he went,
Where he felt comfortable,
Fishing and working for a living.

But today was a new day,
Three times he was asked,
"Do you love Me?"
Confronted with a choice,
"Follow me and let go.
Obey Me and fear not.
Put aside all fear and the miracles will happen."

Power in faith and love,
A church was born.
Not of man's making.
The love of God lead a simple man on.
Nothing meant more than walking in Jesus's footprints.

So, I look at the scene in my dreams,
and hear a small gentle whisper,
"Fish for souls."
As centuries ago, one man obeyed and all history changed.

So, it seems a new day emerges,
Rise up, rise up,
You who think you are weak,
Burdened by fear and doubt.
One footprint, at a time, to follow.
What does He ask.
"Do you love Me?"

You may be a humble vessel,
But a vessel He would use.
It is your time,
Bow your head and worship your Lord.
For He will do it.
Do not ask in your heart, 
How?
Who am I?
What do I have?
Am I too old or am I too young?

For the Lord is calling,
"Do you love Me?"
And like one small weak, fearful and burdened man,
who rose up to lead a church,
Who do you think you are,
Who questions the Lord?
For He has looked into your heart,
Into your soul and He asks,
"Do you love Me? Fish for souls."

A new day dawns,
A day of revelation, 
A day of the Holy Spirit,
Searching men's hearts.
"Do you love Me?"
Rise up, rise up,
For the fields are ripe for harvest.
A great harvest is coming.

Are you ready for the Lord to ask,
"Do you love Me? Fish for souls."
A small gentle whisper,
But a trumpet call,
All who hear His voice,
Are you going to listen,
One footprint at a time,
Following.

Bow down and worship,
For He chooses you.