Awake, awake and clothe with strength,
Putting on your beautiful clothes;
Persevering at any length,
Going to where the blessing flows.
Get up captive shake off the dirt,
Remove the bonds off your daughter;
Putting in an extra effort,
Keeping your head above water.
You were sold for nothing at all,
Will be redeemed without money;
Because of Adam took the fall,
When he tasted milk and honey.
In the beginning you spread out,
Being oppressed for no reason;
To be filled with the shades of doubt,
At times of a joyous season.
So, what do we have now for here,
That people are carried away;
Rulers wail as they taunt in fear,
As constantly slandered all day.
For His people will know His name,
Because they will know at that time;
That He is there as they proclaim,
And confessing all of their crime.
How beautiful is the mountain,
As the messengers announce peace;
Bringing the Good News of Zion,
As the sound of gun fire cease.
Listen to hear the watchmen shout,
In unison shout to rejoice;
Your eyes see what it is about,
Joyous sound lifts up as one voice.
For the Lord consoles His people,
Revealing His royal power;
Delivering them the Gospel,
The Word that makes Satan cower.
You must leave and get out of there,
Do not touch anything unclean;
Stay pure as you proclaim to share,
Leaving the evil that has been.
Copyright © 2018 Richard Newton Sherrer
