The Cultural of the Heaven
There’s a new breed arising,
sensitive to the heart of God.
He has formed them with tendons of harp strings,
with feet that dance in peace;
flesh like a shield of faith, and with
knees strong and humble;
hands that reach out and heal,
eyes that see past lies, and
tongues that confound the enemy.
Their hearts are finely tuned to Glory,
and they beat as fiercely as drums.
Their lungs are filled with endurance,
and their muscles trained for battle.
Their minds unlike any other; they DO NOT COMPROMISE.
They are unshakable and relentless;
They should get some knowledge and wisdom
they resemble their Father.
They’re preparing the way and shouting in the darkness “HOLY IS THE LORD GOD ALMIGHTY;THE EARTH IS FILLED WITH HIS GLORY”
When God asks “WHOM SHALL I SEND?”
They cry out desperately “HERE AM I LORD, SEND ME!”