From The Watchtower

27th April 2018

Can a nation be saved in a moment,
Gather your children, O, Israel,
They come, they are called,
All tribes and tongues,

For I have seen a wondrous thing,
A great basket, filled with abominations,
The great queen who presides,
Sits on this basket,
The great whore of Babylon,
Who has corrupted the whole earth,
Her end is near.

Praise God all you His hosts,
Destruction will come suddenly,
And she will not see it,
Destroyed, she and all her abominations.

The great eagle rises from the ends of the earth
Flying in the heavens,
It lifts the women and the basket up,
And carries it to its destruction.
The queen, who sits over her abominations,
in an instant destroyed,
Swept away into the fires of hell.

And in one day, in an instant,
A Saviour to redeem and save Israel,
Small in the eyes of the nations,
But Gods chosen.

For it is time,
Call them from the four corners of the earth,
North, South, East and West,
They will come,
As lambs to the slaughter, but for the King,
And their eyes will be opened,
They will see their Saviour and King.

From The Watchtower

25th April 2018

On eagles wings I flew,
Looking down on the earth,
Wars and rumours of wars,
Pestilence and flooding,
The earth shook,
All creatures great and small,
Wasting away for lack of food,
Oil for food but there was no oil.

All at once I was over the Judean desert,
I flew high on the currents,
And spied a shepherd with his flock,
A lamb stood on the edge.
The great eagle soured into the heights,
Just a speck in the heavens,
And then plummeted,
The shepherd watched,
As the eagle struck the lamb,
Lifting it into the heights of the heavens.

Then, as I flew, I saw an army from the North,
Amassing at the border,
An agreement between Turkey and Russia,
Armies of the North.
Syria is in sight,
A highway to Jerusalem.
And from the South, Egypt,
Flexing its muscles, ready.

O weep, O weep O Israel,
The Lord’s children,
Surrounded on all sides,
Grasp your children and flee,
For the great hoards are coming, massing at your borders,
And for a time, times and half a time,
The beautiful city is trampled,

O how I weep,
I weep before the Lord,
“Is there no hope?”
But the Lord says,
“Look and see.”
And as I look,
A Saviour has risen,
A Saviour for all the world to see.

He unleashes judgement,
And a great battle commences,
The Lamb of God,
Our King, comes from the heavens,
And stands on the great mountain.

O Israel rejoice,
For your King has come.
Praise God forever,
Worship and praise Him all you children of God,
For the time is coming when you will see your Lord and King.