Prophetic Poetry

Sister 2 Sister

DAUGHTERS OF ZION AWAKE!

Awake! Awake! Daughters of Zion.
My appointed one, my undefiled.
Awake thou that sleeps,
Shake off the dust, come out of sleep and put on strength.
The time of slumber and winter is gone and your season has changed.
The time has come my beautiful one to restore and speak tenderly to you.
To proclaim to Zion that her time for recompense is completed.
The rains have soaked the earth and left it bright.
The time is now oh daughters of Zion, to lift up thy voice and shout!
Do not be afraid.
Say to Zion your Sovereign Lord comes with power!
Lift up your eyes and look about you!
My radiant one, assemble yourselves and begin to proclaim the praises of your God!
As His glory appears over you your heart will throb and swell with joy, and the wealth of nations and the seas will come to you.
Awake from your sleep awake and shine! For the Lord has come to deliver you.

Prophetess Keisha-Gay Samuels

AWAKE MY SISTERS!

I hear the sound! I hear the sound!
It’s time to awake, rouse yourself, stir up yourself.
It’s time to get up out of this sleeping state.
I hear the sound! I hear the sound!
It’s calling me to change my garments of slumber.
I must put on the garments of praise, garments of warfare, garments of intercession.
This last season of trials knocked me out.
I was filled with sorrows as the struggles of this life encompassed me about.
I did fight for a while, I did wear a smile.
But inside I was dying, to tell the truth, all this time I was lying.
Disappointment after Disappointment.
Stress on top of stress.
Setback and delays became the order of my days.
To sin became my thing,
I kept saying just one last fling.
Weariness made me accept dreariness and so I fell asleep.
But I hear the sound, I hear the sound!
It’s a triumphant sound!
Awake my sister, Awake!
Our God has given us another chance,
He doesn’t want to leave us out of this end time dance.
We have to stay awake,
Because this last battle is no piece of cake.
The enemy wants to take us out for good,
Rob us of our blessings and throw us out in the woods.
But Awake my sisters, Awake!
We have a generation we are equipped to save.
We have to intercede, so our children do not go to an early grave.
We have to lift the blood-stained banner high.
To keep the darkness of this world from drawing nigh.
Awake my Sister, Awake!
Lift up your head my sister for the King of Glory wants to come in!
Who is this king of Glory you say?
He is the Lord God strong and mighty!
He is Lord Mighty in Battle!
He is the Lord of Host!
He is the God of the Angel Armies!
Jesus Christ the Eternal One, the Immortal one, the Invincible One!
He is our Refuge!
He is our Strength!
Awake my Sisters!
Tear down the lies of the enemy!
Reject the evil words and opinions of many!
You can do this!
Awake my sisters, He will see you through it!!!!
You, are a champion in heels!
Come now my sister you are the real deal!!!

Apostle Nicholeen Williams