From The Watchtower

15th February 2018

Holy, Holy, Holy is the Lord God Almighty,
Majestic in all His ways,
Nations will bow down,
All creation sings the praises of the King.

Coming in glory,
And riding the heavens,
O Israel, you will see Him,
Your Saviour and King.

His arm is with Him to do it,
Covering you, O Israel,
His voice has gone out,
To call His children to Him.

From all corners of the earth they come,
They stream from all the nations,
Lost, that they may be found.
Rejoice O Israel,
Your time has come to see your King.

Open up your homes and welcome them in,
For they come as aliens,
To their Holy land.
A gathering so great,
Who has seen such a thing.

The desert highways become streams of living water,
Once you were lost,
But as a Father to His children,
The Lord will make a way.

He will gather you in His arms,
And cover you with His pinions,
He has cried over you for a season,
He has seen your pain and struggle, O Israel.
And now is the time,
In a moment you will see Him.

The nations are in an uproar,
And are gathered against you,
But do not fear, O Israel,
His covenant is with you,
His love never ending.

They will gather on that day,
But the Lord God will fight for you,
A Father to His children,
He will trample those who come against you,
He will cut down the nations that surround you O Israel.

Do not be afraid,
Your God comes riding on the clouds,
When you have given up hope,
Then He will appear.

From The Watchtower

9th February 2018

Oh holy mountain, see your King come,
Riding on the heavens,
Jerusalem, oh Jerusalem,
Once you rejected Him,
But now you will see Him,
Your King, your Saviour, your Messiah.

All Israel will bow the knee,
For when they see Him,
They will understand,
The Cornerstone they rejected is the foundation to all.

Great kings have arisen,
Prophets sang out His praises ,
And longed to see the day.
But, you I
Israel, you rejected Him.
His holy promise was to bless the nations through you,
So many nations have come to know Him,
But you Israel, you remained blind and deaf for a season.

Who can fathom the wisdom of God,
But His love endures forever,
He has used you Israel to reach the nations,
To bless and heal to prosper and love,
Yet, the time has come for you to open your eyes,
And unstop your ears.

Once again Jerusalem will arise,
As the holy hill,
Nations will stream to you.
You will gather your children,
From all corners of the earth,
And in one day you will see Him,
Riding on the clouds,
You will know your King and Saviour.