Who knows how far the mind can travel. When life’s mysteries are unraveled.
As we walk in spirit, truth and life,
By the blood of Christ, he paid the price. Slain, The Lamb of God, through the spirit of God is resurrected.
To be that very bridge, redeemed by Christ are the wretched.
The King of Kings and Lord of Lord’s is coming with great glory!
Power by the Spirit of God, with might and majesty the beginning and end to an eternal story.
His light illuminates the entire Earth, as he commands the angels of Heaven to sound the horns.
Calling his flock through his Spirit reborn. Glory to the King! The Messiah appears. Everyone born in Christ disappears.
I had a vision I casted crowns at his feet. Glory to the Son of God! As the Throne of Glory was his seat.
Pure and clean were his garments, innocent as a lamb.
The name on his chest read, “I AM that I AM.”
© Isaiah Daniel McCowan