Trumpets

The power of God's glory will claim the victory,
His mercy is given to true believers who praise Him faithfully,
The crossbeams that outlined our Savior, mocked cruelly,
Will forever embrace His spirit that He gave to us freely.
Lord, I give over these worries, these doubts, into your care,
The yoke may be heavy, but it's not ours alone to bare,
You alone can grant the salvation needed to repair,
We will use Your sanctified words, You who number out hairs.
You part the waters as our ancestors followed in faith,
The strength bestowed to us, is a cord of three fold braideth,
The enemy knows the decree, he will blow away as chafe
Those answers you seek will be found if you listen to what God saith.
.This war has already been won by Jehovah's master plan,
He breathed us into existence, He was present as His blessing all began,
We are His chosen messengers, just as the disciples were fishermen,
Those who reach to receive those gifts are born clergymen.
Pick up the sword given to defend Jesus and His majesty revealed,
No longer is there fear of death, everlasting life is our shield,
Place your trust in the Creator as your soul is healed,
All you have to do is open your heart, in Him it's easy to yield.