Earth shake, mountains tremble... Everything that stands in your way...
God what is it /really/ that can stand in your way? Only the hearts of men? Humbled and shaken, dried and pressed, endured of much, still we can find the gall to stand pride above all.
We choose to bow, we choose to humble ourselves and to raise your name above all. Over the nations, over the governments, over the people. Let your love shine out over them, into the hearts of everyone to change the hurts and the torments and the slaveries. Open the doors for us to bear your freedom both to the captives as well as the captors. Change hearts and lives on all sides of suffering. And reveal your love to the tormented who struggle within themselves because of their past, their present, or their dreams or hopes. Comfort the pains and the losses, dry their tears with our hands and be magnified in their eyes. Be glorified in their soul's redemption and peace. Their turmoil take, and blow gently into the sails of their lives. Give them yourself for peace, and your peace for their rest.
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