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.

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

26th January 2018

Let your heart not be heavy,
Those who carry a burden,
But who trust in the Lord.
You think He does not see,
And yet He sees your deepest desires,
He knows you, as a Father knows his children.

He hears your prayers,
And although time is nothing to Him,
He created the seasons,
So there are seasons in your life.
For He leads you in pastures green,
Leave your burdens at His door,
And He will carry them.

But a little while and the seasons will change,
Train your heart and mind on Him,
Set your feet in a secure place,
Do not turn to the right or the left,
But daily listen at His door,
And He will lead you.
The shepherd of His people,
Like lambs, He will lead you,
And you will know His voice.

He will not abandon, not one,
For He will bring back those who have strayed,
He shelters and protects.
Mothers raise your voices for your children,
And do not lose heart,
He hears and will bring back,
The tender lambs,
To salvation.