By Trish Whelan
January 2009.
And so, the time has come
A mantle of honour is given
To My chosen ones
To signify the sound of drums
As new fires burn on the horizon
A sea of soldiers kneel in the fields
Adorned with armour, swords and shields
Arise and stand, I declare you to duty
To sing of My majesty and drown in My beauty
To lead My people from captives to captains
From lepers to lieutenants
From masons to majors
From juveniles to generals
From so lost to so loved
Arise My Apostles, My disciples, My chosen ones …… Arise!!
January 2009.
And so, the time has come
A mantle of honour is given
To My chosen ones
To signify the sound of drums
As new fires burn on the horizon
A sea of soldiers kneel in the fields
Adorned with armour, swords and shields
Arise and stand, I declare you to duty
To sing of My majesty and drown in My beauty
To lead My people from captives to captains
From lepers to lieutenants
From masons to majors
From juveniles to generals
From so lost to so loved
Arise My Apostles, My disciples, My chosen ones …… Arise!!
