Writings from My Husband: Praise

Children of The Most High God. Raise your voice! Cry to the Maker of your souls. Sing the praise of HIS Glory. The rocks sing, the stars chime, and HIS people sit still mouths sewn shut.
Injustice cries the sun, shame screams the oceans. You will sing of insignificant achievements that you acquire in your own strength, yet the praises to the ONE who gives strength unspeakable is not heard of the lips of those that claim HIM as Lord.
I see a cry rising in the hearts of the true followers of HIS Name. The sound brings shame to the sun, moon, and stars making all of creation sing louder to match HIS Majesty and the Lord of all the creation that is singing begins to lift up His voice with a sound so glorious men cannot hear. The earth trembles with exaltation unto HIS Name, the spirit of men who hear the warning is quickened and all shake in one accord to the living God and the Lord begins to brag of the praise HE receives from the broken and shamed. These are my people, HE begins to say. They hear me and respond likewise. I will lift them up so all can hear the sound of conviction ring through the heavens. My spirit will fill them with power and strength. None that hear can deny the glorious work.