TRAIN STATION!
I can hear the train a coming!
With great momentum and speed!
It is filled full of treasure!
And overflowing with meat!
The Treasure being the Store House of provision and love.
Each car carrying abundance from the Father above.
The car in the front, only carry’s Meat.
The fruits of the spirit, and the gifts that we seek.
Out of the top, flies a white glowing dove,
In his mouth is a Key, to the Kingdom above.
He lands in a tree, that is sitting close by.
Sitting high at the top of the Tree of Life.
But over in the distance, I see another tree.
Looking not so fruitful, as far as I can see.
It’s dark, it’s bare and it barely has roots.
Hollow to the touch, and it bares no fruit.
Oh how sad it looks to be.
Leaning in Death for all to see.
Sitting high at the top, I see a black crow.
And out of its mouth, is flowing a scroll.
The train whistle blows, as it is slowing down.
To deliver its goods to those standing around.
The Dove with the key surrounding those who have life.
Delivering the storehouse of provision and light.
The Crow in the distance writing names on the scroll.
For death is their outcome, and ridden with sorrow.
In the front of the train I hear another sound.
So angelic and flowing upon everything around.
Consuming Fire! Its the Meat of the Spirit!
Stepping out of the train, Oh can you hear it?!!
Be still my heart, It’s the Heavenly Host!
He’s here! He’s here! He is taking his post!
I fall at his feet with humble travail.
With thanksgiving and praise as he lifts the veil.
He gathers his people with mercy and grace.
So pleased! So pleased! We finished the race!
Up to the clouds we ascend on High.
To be seated next to the Father, but to His right.
As the Heavens close up, I hear the train whilstle blow!
Filled with pain and rejection and abundance of sorrow!
So deep! So deep! So deep they go!
So deep! So deep! So deep they go!
What is their outcome? God only knows!
I can hear the train a coming!
With great momentum and speed!
It is filled full of treasure!
And overflowing with meat!
The Treasure being the Store House of provision and love.
Each car carrying abundance from the Father above.
The car in the front, only carry’s Meat.
The fruits of the spirit, and the gifts that we seek.
Out of the top, flies a white glowing dove,
In his mouth is a Key, to the Kingdom above.
He lands in a tree, that is sitting close by.
Sitting high at the top of the Tree of Life.
But over in the distance, I see another tree.
Looking not so fruitful, as far as I can see.
It’s dark, it’s bare and it barely has roots.
Hollow to the touch, and it bares no fruit.
Oh how sad it looks to be.
Leaning in Death for all to see.
Sitting high at the top, I see a black crow.
And out of its mouth, is flowing a scroll.
The train whistle blows, as it is slowing down.
To deliver its goods to those standing around.
The Dove with the key surrounding those who have life.
Delivering the storehouse of provision and light.
The Crow in the distance writing names on the scroll.
For death is their outcome, and ridden with sorrow.
In the front of the train I hear another sound.
So angelic and flowing upon everything around.
Consuming Fire! Its the Meat of the Spirit!
Stepping out of the train, Oh can you hear it?!!
Be still my heart, It’s the Heavenly Host!
He’s here! He’s here! He is taking his post!
I fall at his feet with humble travail.
With thanksgiving and praise as he lifts the veil.
He gathers his people with mercy and grace.
So pleased! So pleased! We finished the race!
Up to the clouds we ascend on High.
To be seated next to the Father, but to His right.
As the Heavens close up, I hear the train whilstle blow!
Filled with pain and rejection and abundance of sorrow!
So deep! So deep! So deep they go!
So deep! So deep! So deep they go!
What is their outcome? God only knows!
TRAIN STATION!
I can hear the train a coming!
With great momentum and speed!
It is filled full of treasure!
And overflowing with meat!
The Treasure being the Store House of provision and love.
Each car carrying abundance from the Father above.
The car in the front, only carry’s Meat.
The fruits of the spirit, and the gifts that we seek.
Out of the top, flies a white glowing dove,
In his mouth is a Key, to the Kingdom above.
He lands in a tree, that is sitting close by.
Sitting high at the top of the Tree of Life.
But over in the distance, I see another tree.
Looking not so fruitful, as far as I can see.
It’s dark, it’s bare and it barely has roots.
Hollow to the touch, and it bares no fruit.
Oh how sad it looks to be.
Leaning in Death for all to see.
Sitting high at the top, I see a black crow.
And out of its mouth, is flowing a scroll.
The train whistle blows, as it is slowing down.
To deliver its goods to those standing around.
The Dove with the key surrounding those who have life.
Delivering the storehouse of provision and light.
The Crow in the distance writing names on the scroll.
For death is their outcome, and ridden with sorrow.
In the front of the train I hear another sound.
So angelic and flowing upon everything around.
Consuming Fire! Its the Meat of the Spirit!
Stepping out of the train, Oh can you hear it?!!
Be still my heart, It’s the Heavenly Host!
He’s here! He’s here! He is taking his post!
I fall at his feet with humble travail.
With thanksgiving and praise as he lifts the veil.
He gathers his people with mercy and grace.
So pleased! So pleased! We finished the race!
Up to the clouds we ascend on High.
To be seated next to the Father, but to His right.
As the Heavens close up, I hear the train whilstle blow!
Filled with pain and rejection and abundance of sorrow!
So deep! So deep! So deep they go!
So deep! So deep! So deep they go!
What is their outcome? God only knows!