My Children.. My Children
My children.. My children
I am weeping for you.
Get into the ark..
And give all your due.
The hour is coming..
When the door will be shut.
My children, please hurry..
And be found without spot.
Follow not, my children..
The pride of life.
For the Lord has foretold..
You are His devoted wife.
The scars of the past..
Are gone with the wind.
My children.. My children..
You are cleansed from all sin.
I blessed you in my belly..
And declared you will be.
More than a conqueror..
For all the world to see.
By faith you will go..
To places unknown..
For in living you will serve..
With every marrow and bone.
My children.. My children..
Come as you are.
Arise from your slumber..
And dust from afar.
Awake for the harvest..
Out in the field.
When you sow in the closet..
With prayer, as you yield.
Quickly my children..
Open your eyes.
See all the splendor..
From the earth to the sky.
A chosen generation..
You are called to be.
To intercede with gladness..
So captives can be free.

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