Insparation on Worship
I hear the sounds of the masses, all the many within this place and other wise. I hear the sounds of your worship, it had become long forgotten in the sorrows and pains of the world. Long has it been since I’ve witnessed the sounds of such solid faith, long has it been since I’ve been moved to rise in such proud humility, and long has it been since I’ve carried others, while still sinking in under my own burdens.
Lifted form sinking ground the song of many voices draws all else. Brought back to life so that I may bring others, I have finally regained my strength. As long as this praise of many echo’s within every crevice my strength remains, strength of no bounds recites through the voices. Their sound is power and their power is Holy, so bring your power here, let us unite and shape what is left of this world.
Like the mighty noise of ancient days let us harness what we hold. Our praise and worship can change the world, let us now lift our hands and let us lift our hearts. Let us hold true to our purpose and let us bow to who we serve. Our praise can change the world and our worship can move mountains and break vast seas. Like the mighty noise our ancient brothers made. While they shook the mighty Jerico, while they trudged ’till only rubble remain, we will trudge until the world is rubble. They shook a city, let us shake a people.
The world is wicked and darkness is ramped. We have strength and might beyond what could be imagined. Let us bring ourselves to live in a world aflame so that all will see the smoke, and so that all may feel the warmth. With our sound let the all consuming fir engulf this place. Our song can change the world, and we will ignite the first spark. With worship so mighty and praise so fierce, let us bring the fire here. Our sound is power and our power is Holy.
As our brothers of ancient days shook a city to rubble, let us now shake a world. Not to rubble, but to a great nation, eternally aflame and engulfed with the All Consuming Fire.
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