The storms are brewing.
Gathering, as though summoned by an unseen force.
Sound the ‘war cry’, they shout.
As tensions mount,
The battle in the heavenlies continues
What is the cost of a nation’s freedom?
What is the price of a nation’s peace?
[if My people who are called by My name will humble themselves, and pray and seek My face, and turn from their wicked ways, then I will hear from heaven, and will forgive their sin and heal their land.
2Ch 7:14 NKJV]
Watchmen arise
With humble hearts and bended knees
Offer endless supplications in hope to a God who still rules in the affairs of nations.
Healing rains are coming
May we dance in the rain
Of peace and righteousness
Like children who never lost hope
©Olamide Akappo, 2021
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