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Peoples of the Earth,

This hour beseeches you.

Rise from your slumber,

Shake off the demons of sloth.

Open your eyes,

Lift the veil that hides your sin

Peoples of the Earth,

The dead beseech you.

The living call out.

The blind place their hands upon your arm.

Truth is at the door.

Open and receive.

Peoples of the Earth,

Hope for the good,

The holy, and the hallowed.

Take off your rags,

Don a wedding garment.

That you may feast and dance.

Peoples of the Earth,

Seek the Kingdom of the Great King.

He rains down blessing from above,

He calls saints,

And angels to your side,

For Victory in His Name.

Peoples of the Earth.

A New Day beckons you.

Gather the lame, and the hungry,

Those that hope for Victory beseech you.

Jesus awaits your plaintive cries

To wake the heavens,

And He come down.

by Joann Nelander

Jesus, henceforth,
Live my life
In blessed union with me,
And accept my every breath and exertion,
As Your own witness to the Father.

Pour, upon Your little ones, the graces,
That change the world,
In the power of the Holy Spirit,
So that the meek and lowly be portal and gateway,
In Creation’s
destiny,
That Heaven may flow,
Entering Matter and Time ti inundate the land,
As on Your Altar,
That I may say with Paul,
“I live, no longer I,
But Christ lives in me,”
To the glory of God, the Father,
God, the Son,
And God, the Holy Spirit.

Command angels fly to the aid
Of this fallen land,
As ever fresh Redemption,
Fighting Your battles in the air,
And announcing Truth,
To renew in You,
Those who You have not left orphans.

The lowly exalt You,
In the garden of Earth.
As we sing Your praise,
Turn up the volume of Your Word,
That even the deaf may hear.
Issue edicts of Love,
That, at Your command,
We be Holy,
As The Father is Holy,
And You are Holy.
Holy, holy, holy.

You dedicate Yourself, eternally,
To our sanctification,
That by Faith and “Fiat”
All creation blossom forth,
A New Heaven
And New Earth,
And Your reign recognized,
And the Lie undone,
Triumphantly in the Son.