Church
of
Mine
A
Church, which shall glow with my holy fire
A
Church, which shall set this whole world a flame and afire
Think
not that is shall never be
Think
not that this you’ll never see
For
see it you will as My dreams you’ll help fulfill
It’s
not idle talk nor foolish dreams
For
the dreams of the Son and the Angels
Shall
soon come into being
Something
special and something sweet
Shall
come from the heart of God, from my table for thee
And
you shall not be the man that you do now see
But
a total change shall come upon the heart of man
As
I place upon you my anointing and reveal to you my plans
No
longer to be called Simon, the poor fisherman
But
Peter, my rock, a fisher of men
You
shall know a dying of the man that you now are
And
a resurrecting of a chosen son who shines like the stars
As
Moses once glowed from the sound of my voice
You
shall change as the son of earth encounters the Ancient of
Days
So
be patient, my strong one; thy appointed day shall come
When
you are called up out of your body
To
receive your own cap and gown
Thy
graduation day is coming; commencement is about to begin
As
one by one I do call out the names of my chosen men
Who
shall come and stand before me
As
I reveal to them the plans of destiny?
You
shall know your rank and number
You
shall answer when thy name is called
In
the gathering of Joel’s Army
First
in heaven and then on the ground
As
each one answers when my Angel reads out the list
So
happy shall they be that they were picked to enlist
A
mighty victorious army as the world has never seen
Yet
but tasted once in the hour of the Apostles
Once
again shall my power be seen
So,
be patient yet a little while longer
Loose
not hope; thy life is in Mine hands
For
in the final hour all shall be as I have designed and
planned
Trust
in Me and all shall be as I’ve dreamed it shall be
For
those are my dreams, son, that I have placed deep within
thee
Hold
onto the dreams given by thy God
For
it’s I who shall put in order; it’s I who shall put in
place
Each
and every timber of my building
As
I build that Church
of
Mine
that time can’t stop or erase
For
that glorious Church without spot or wrinkle
Cannot
be built by the hands of man
Only
I have the blueprints and designs
For
I am the Master Builder, the Architect of all Time
Worry
not if what you do now see
Does
crumble and fall down
It
shall not distract nor hinder Me
For
I shall build that which I set my hands to
And
nothing of heaven nor earth shall tear my pillars down
For
it’s not built upon earthly ground, but a foundation of
the Spirit
That
men’s eyes and minds cannot see
Come
and build with Mine Angels and Me
And
you shall see the works of thy hands
As
directed by Mine hand never rot nor mold
But
more beautiful to behold than any earthly church or
cathedral
Shall
my Spirit come down to and descend
Where
is the church planted by the Son of Man?
Do
you see the ruins of an earthly temple?
No,
for He did build one, which the eye cannot see
But
one, which does last for eternity
Once
again shall such a church rise
Take
shape and house my Spirit again
Will
you come be a pillar in it?
Will
you be one of the founding men?
Will you come and be
A
man of destiny,
As in thy heart
You’ve
known you should be
