Prayer for God's Army, by Michelle Nicole Murphy
Dear God, I have many battle scars. Life as one of your soldiers has its ups and downs. I have become disciplined and able to endure heavy hardship. I am glad not to be among the early Christians who were slaughtered, yet many today still face violence as Christians; I pray for a quick end to their plight. Remind me when I ask or pine for new things in my life that it may line up with Your Will, that it may be a campaign, project, job or responsibility that may further Your cause and brings good tidings to many men, women and children. I appreciate your grace and mercy, especially when on the difficult road towards the unknown. May God's army be a most righteous army in all the earth and in the heavens. "Oh when the saints go marching on!" Oh may those marching days always be counted as glorious! Glory be to God! Amen.
Oh, You Irreverent Nation!, a poem by Michelle Nicole Murphy
So lay down your arms,
And end the war.
Or your women and children,
Your youth and vitality,
Will weep at the gates,
Cursing their nation.
For you all desire god-status,
But yet you are not gods.
The One who IS,
The Alpha and Omega,
Is Our God. He is God.
So lay down your arms.
Oh, you irreverent nation!
So close your legs,
And cherish your loved ones.
Or your words and flattery,
Your truth and popularity,
Will be a joke among peers,
For their own benefit.
For your vitality builds nations,
But yours is stained.
The One who is not stained,
The Alpha and Omega,
Is Our God. He is God.
So be pure among the land.
Oh, you prostitute nation!
So bear your soul,
To the Alpha and Omega,
The First and the Last,
Our God.
Ask for vitality back,
Your youth and reputation.
Make your warriors busy
To peacemaking.
Pray to the One who IS,
The Alpha and Omega,
Is Our God. He is God.
So bear your soul.
Oh, you irreverent nation!
Dear God, I have many battle scars. Life as one of your soldiers has its ups and downs. I have become disciplined and able to endure heavy hardship. I am glad not to be among the early Christians who were slaughtered, yet many today still face violence as Christians; I pray for a quick end to their plight. Remind me when I ask or pine for new things in my life that it may line up with Your Will, that it may be a campaign, project, job or responsibility that may further Your cause and brings good tidings to many men, women and children. I appreciate your grace and mercy, especially when on the difficult road towards the unknown. May God's army be a most righteous army in all the earth and in the heavens. "Oh when the saints go marching on!" Oh may those marching days always be counted as glorious! Glory be to God! Amen.
Oh, You Irreverent Nation!, a poem by Michelle Nicole Murphy
So lay down your arms,
And end the war.
Or your women and children,
Your youth and vitality,
Will weep at the gates,
Cursing their nation.
For you all desire god-status,
But yet you are not gods.
The One who IS,
The Alpha and Omega,
Is Our God. He is God.
So lay down your arms.
Oh, you irreverent nation!
So close your legs,
And cherish your loved ones.
Or your words and flattery,
Your truth and popularity,
Will be a joke among peers,
For their own benefit.
For your vitality builds nations,
But yours is stained.
The One who is not stained,
The Alpha and Omega,
Is Our God. He is God.
So be pure among the land.
Oh, you prostitute nation!
So bear your soul,
To the Alpha and Omega,
The First and the Last,
Our God.
Ask for vitality back,
Your youth and reputation.
Make your warriors busy
To peacemaking.
Pray to the One who IS,
The Alpha and Omega,
Is Our God. He is God.
So bear your soul.
Oh, you irreverent nation!