Prophecy of the living word
🔥 Prophecy of the Living Word 🔥 Hear, O child of dust, draw near, For the Voice of Ages thunders clear; Thus saith the Lord, whose breath is flame: By Word I wrought the world to name. I spoke—and night was split from day, I breathed—and stars took flight to sway; At My command the mountains stirred, Creation bowed before My Word. And lo, into your mortal frame I placed a spark of sacred Name; A tongue of fire, a prophet’s key— The echo of eternity. When truth is voiced, the heavens rise, When mercy speaks, the darkness dies; When justice rolls from human breath, It topples thrones and conquers death. For language is no earthly art, But covenant carved into the heart; A living psalm, a sword of light, A torch against the jaws of night. So speak with awe, ye sons of clay— For each soft word may shape the way; A blessing breathed can shift the air, A curse can crumble kingdoms fair. Thus saith the Lord, whose voice is fire: Your words are sparks of My desire; Guard them well, for each is sown With power borrowed from My throne. And know this truth, forever heard: Your mortal tongue bears My immortal Word.