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God's Peculiar Treasures
Chosen by
God, peculiar treasures we become.
In His
delight, our hearts align, forever one.
Pouring
gifts into our vessels, flames ignite.
For His body
to profit, we proclaim His might.
Like flames
of fire, we press forward with zeal.
Harvest
fields of blessing, many quickly heal.
Prophecies
revealing divulge core conditions.
Faith’s
challenges met, divine nature positions.
Gifts of
healing and miracles, our hands extend.
Crowds
gather, drawn by wonders that transcend.
Discerning
spirits dismantle darkness’ hold,
Demonic
strongholds crumbling, truth unfolds.
Knit
together as lively stones, we find our
place.
Each gift
strategically positioned in God’s grace,
Freely
given, freely explored, His glory we
embrace.
Bathed in
His radiance, multitudes seek His face.
The sickle
put to the harvest, the earth reaped,
A greater
harvest awaits, fully developed,
steeped,
As one body,
fully equipped, we rise in formation,
To every
tribe and nation, we carry His
salvation.
Armed with
spiritual weapons, Satan stands aghast.
His schemes
unraveling, the anointed move fast.
The Day of
the Lord approaching, eternity appeals.
The
millennial period, reigning, triumph
reveals.
In whom
the whole building, being fitted
together, grows into a holy temple in
the Lord, in whom you also are being
built together for a dwelling place in
the Spirit.
Ephesians
2:21-22
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