An army🙏

When He’s raising an army,

Will you be found?

Sound the trumpet in Zion,

Let all that sit, stand.

Though the journey seems too far,

And the battle unending,

We would thrive on, blindfolded,

Following Him who sees.

While He’s sending, let us be found without guile,

Cos’ surely our blessings are in disguise.

©tJ_W