Highways to Zion
a journey towards a radical Gospel
Saturday Night
Posted on 08/25/2007 ::: 1 Comment, Leave Some More
On the eve of prophecyEgo and desire walk hand in handChoking out the Word in the soilSpoiling the message unspoken, unlivedWho am I A Struggle towards daylight as morning breaks With the joy of freedom from darkeness On the eve prophecy Truth and rapture meet at the Word in the soilEgo and desire fadeDawn comes, the message is honed On the eve of prophecyI question, but I am sureI struggle and I trust Unclean lips refined
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#1 On August 29, 2007, BRIAN D RHEA wrote:
Dude…you’ve captured it so well!