A Swift Passing

Aug. 6, 1985

 

My heart beats louder.

The pace quickens.

And I am called to higher ground.

The spirit within me bursts forth in gushes.

The enemy presses even harder.

And I am called to forsake all.

Yeshua whispers softly to me.

Come this way my son.

Stay far from their course.

For I will prosper you in time.

Look not to the left or to the right,

But to the valley straight ahead.

Your passing will be only by My Spirit.

So come out from among them, and cleanse yourself.

Your passing will be swift.