From the Watchtower

2nd February 2018

As the sun rises and sets,
From one end of the earth to another,
And as the seasons are set that bring springtime and harvest,
So, the season is set in its place.
The Lord Almighty has declared,
The season is ripe for the harvest.

They come from the East,
They come from the West,
They come from the North and from the South,
They pour forth into the holy land,
Sons and daughters returning,
For the word has gone out,
“Return to Me,” says the Lord.

“I will gather you as an eagle,
I will cover you with my pinions,
And once again make my name holy,
Amongst you.”

In an instant you will see,
The one rejected,
And understanding will enter your hearts,
And light will fill the dark places,
You will see Him,
As He comes riding on the heavens,
And on that day,
You will feel remorse for your rejection of Him.

But He will gather you in His arms,
As a Father his children,
He will comfort you,
While He goes through the nations with His winnowing fork,
And once again bring righteousness and justice.

Jerusalem shout out for joy,
Your king comes,
And His arm is with you.
He will trample the nations before you,
And judge them on that day.

Holy, holy, is the Lord God Almighty,
Praise Him,
From the ends of the earth,
Let all creation praise Him.

From the Watchtower

19th January 2018

I lift my voice in praise,
To my beautiful Lord and Saviour.
Who is like the Lord,
slow to anger and abounding in lovingkindness and compassion?
King of Kings, I bow down before Him.
The earth is His and all it contains,
The earth is His footstool, the heavens His cloak.

O Jerusalem, O Jerusalem,
Holy and Sacred hill,
Israel, the Lord’s own children,
Lift your eyes and you will see,
The coming of your King.

Watchmen call from the Watchtower,
The nations are preparing for battle,
The hoards from the North,
And from the ends of the earth.

Do not be afraid children,
Call out to your Father,
For He will come,
Riding the heavens.

A great shaking before that day,
But in an instant you will see Him,
And in that day you will know Him,
The one you rejected,
Will be your Saviour.

Holy, Holy, Holy, is the Lord God Almighty,
Praise Him all you people,
Lift up your voice in praise and thanksgiving,
For there is none like the Lord God,
Our God,
Who is from everlasting to everlasting,
Who knows the beginning from the end,
Who is the Alpha and Omega,
Our God.

From The Watchtower

 17th January 2018

My basket and kneading trough,
Are full of good things,
For surely the Lord will bless me,
All the days of my life.

The sun rises and the sun sets,
And there are only so many hours in the day,
To do good in the land.
Look to your Saviour,
Look to your Redeemer.

For the hour is coming,
And is almost here,
When He gathers His children,
Under His cloak,
Where He sets them apart,
And covers them.

Pray, Pray, Oh my soul,
I bow down before the King,
O Lord be merciful,
Turn the children’s hearts to the Father,
Salvation is yours to give.

But you come as a King,
A fierce warrior,
You tread the winepress of your anger,
Over those who come against you,
Against your children.

Lord help us,
For we are but dust,
You know our weaknesses,
Forgive us Lord,
And bring your righteousness and peace,
to those who love you.
Help us Lord,
Strengthen us and covers us,
In the coming days.

From The Watchtower

16th January 2018

I bow down and praise you O Lord,
Creator of the heavens and the earth.
You formed me in my mothers womb,
As clay in the potters hand,
I am fearfully and wonderfully made,
Created in your image,
You put the words in my mouth.

Open up you ancient doors,
That the King of Glory may come in,
Clothed in splendour as the sun,
A sceptre in His right hand,
And dressed for battle.

O Israel see your king,
For He treads the winepress of His anger,
Over the nations of the earth.
Hold fast, hold fast and know that He will come,
For one has set his heart on Jerusalem,
Most holy of places,
Lifting himself up,
He is an abomination and stench in the Lords nostrils.

Let the Holy Ones rise up,
And contend with the nations,
Those who come against the ancient city,
Ready your hearts O Israel,
Mothers hold your children close,
Run, but there is nowhere to run,
Flee to the hills but there is no time,
You will be overtaken.

Gather them in from the nations,
Even from the ends of the earth,
For they will see their Saviour,
Who redeems Israel forever.

From The Watchtower

11th January 2018

The nations are in an uproar,
They go from here to there and there to here,
They sit and they talk,
They point the finger and accuse,
Like rabid dogs they all snarl and bite one another.
No one trusts another,
They smile and nod and fold their hands,
All the time deceit is in their hearts.

But one will rise up amongst them,
He goes from one to the other,
And he thinks of them as fools.
All his words manipulate,
One minute angry, the next smooth and talking of peace,
Confusion is his tool to rule.

But look all you people of the earth,
Tremble and fear,
For the time has come.
Do not fear him, the Man of Sin,
But rather fear the Lord God Almighty,
Who can save your souls unto salvation.

For has it not been written,
And the Lord will do His good purpose,
For surely everything is in the Lords Hand,
Even the Man of Sin,
For the day of judgement.

The Lord God Almighty will do it,
He has marked His Holy Ones,
The earth trembles,
For the time is near,
A great shaking, an earthquake,
Cry out to the Lord, Seek after Him.
Is there not still time?
All nations will bow down,
At the coming of the King.

From The Watchtower

9th January 2018

A Vision

A great lion stands on a mountain top.
At His feet appears to be the sea.
But when He asks me to look again I see people, millions of people at His feet.

He lifts his great head and roars and the sound of His roar shakes the heavens.
He shakes His head, His eyes flashing and His great main magnificent in appearance,
and He is roaring at something.
I look and I see a huge and great bear,
It is black in appearance and standing to one side, pacing up and down.

There is a divide between the sea and the lion and the bear.
The lion roars again and then He stands and as He stands He turns into a King,
Great and mighty and majestic in appearance.
He holds a scepter in his right hand and a magnificent crown sits on His head.

Magnificent in appearance, His height is enormous
and He faces the bear, who has risen on its back legs.
But it is nothing compared to the King.
The bear cannot cross the divide.
It cannot come near the Lion/King, even though he paces around the divide in great anger.

I asked what the vision meant.

Israel, Oh Israel,
Hold fast.
For in the coming days one will rise up against you,
the nations follow at his feet.
Yet look to your Saviour – Lion of Judah.

For He shall come,
The great and mighty King.
He will be your saviour and King.
At His roar the nations will melt in fear.
He will come at the given time.

Nothing may stand before Him.
His scepter rules and all His enemies will be destroyed in a moment.
Hold fast your faith children of God,
For you will see your King.