Battle Hymn of the Republic.

Mine eyes have seen the glory of the coming of the Lord:
He is trampling out the vintage where the grapes of wrath are stored;
He hath loosed the fateful lightning of His terrible swift sword:
His truth is marching on.

Glory, glory, hallelujah!
Glory, glory, hallelujah!
Glory, glory, hallelujah!
His truth is marching on.

I have seen Him in the watch-fires of a hundred circling camps,
They have builded Him an altar in the evening dews and damps;
I can read His righteous sentence by the dim and flaring lamps:
His day is marching on.

Glory, glory, hallelujah!
Glory, glory, hallelujah!
Glory, glory, hallelujah!
His truth is marching on.

I have read a fiery gospel writ in burnished rows of steel:
"As ye deal with my contemners, so with you my grace shall deal;
Let the Hero, born of woman, crush the serpent with His heel,
Since God is marching on."

He has sounded forth the trumpet that shall never call retreat;
He is sifting out the hearts of men before His judgment-seat:
Oh, be swift, my soul, to answer Him! be jubilant, my feet!
Our God is marching on.

In the beauty of the lilies Christ was born across the sea,
With a glory in His bosom that transfigures you and me:
As He died to make men holy, let us live to make men free,
While God is marching on.

He is coming like the glory of the morning on the wave,
He is Wisdom to the mighty, He is Succour to the brave,
So the world shall be His footstool, and the soul of Time His slave,
Our God is marching on.

My dear sparkies,

do you feel the mountains tremble?

I do.

I do because, increasingly I see all our saints join in one song.
I do because, I am beginning to see all the streams flow as one river.
I do because, I am finally seeing the young and old run back to Jesus in sweet surrender.

Yes, us.

As the months turn to weeks and the weeks turn to days, the horses of the june event are slowly but surely picking up speed. I can see it in the eyes of ALL involved. People are becoming more and more inquisitive of their roles. They hold in high esteem the june event and all it brings. The excitement is undeniable.
The joy is unavoidable.
The victory is,
inevitable.

My brothers, my sisters, soon we shall no longer hear trots but momentous gallops! Ah, momentous truly is the word! All shall hear and then see what will happen when we come together as one. As one, in christ! There is no power save those in God our King.


And let us not kid ourselves. Problems will arise because there is a nefarious force that sees the severity of something as powerful as the june event coming to fruition. That bugger knows how much of his kingdom will be trodden upon when the June event takes off. He knows, and he will try everything in his power to prevent it from being everything it can possibly be.


But fear not, my friends. For our prayers will not go unanswered. Our cries will not be unheard. Our humble pleas will not be forsaken. Indeed they will not fall on deaf ears as our God is an AWESOME GOD! He reigns forever and ever with wisdom, and power and love our God is an awesome God.


Therefore I say,
A time of Jubilee is indeed coming.
Let us brace ourselves, neh?
Let us ride out to battle,
and let us sing our song.

Do you feel the mountains tremble?

May freedom reign forever.

"Not what I was,
but what I could be,
that's how mercy saw me."
-Geron Davis' Mercy Saw Me.