Prophecy is more than an inspired revelation
It is a life full of neverending servitude and dedication
Speaking only the anointed words placed upon their lips
Daily withstanding all kinds of slights, insults, and quips
Giving the unadulterated truth and refusing to be bought
Going where ever the battle of good & evil is being fought
Like a voice crying in the wilderness begging to be heard
Refusing to go quietly into the night without the last word
A prophet is on call always and ready for God's perfect use
Understanding that sometimes their calling comes with abuse
Abuse from those who can't comprehend their appointed course
For they are a peculiar people chosen for a particular purpose
In the last days ... Your sons and daughters shall prophesy
And the question is "Are you really ready for a true prophet?"
It is a life full of neverending servitude and dedication
Speaking only the anointed words placed upon their lips
Daily withstanding all kinds of slights, insults, and quips
Giving the unadulterated truth and refusing to be bought
Going where ever the battle of good & evil is being fought
Like a voice crying in the wilderness begging to be heard
Refusing to go quietly into the night without the last word
A prophet is on call always and ready for God's perfect use
Understanding that sometimes their calling comes with abuse
Abuse from those who can't comprehend their appointed course
For they are a peculiar people chosen for a particular purpose
In the last days ... Your sons and daughters shall prophesy
And the question is "Are you really ready for a true prophet?"
This is work in progress. Its a poem I am working on for an upcoming Prophet Conference (Not my usual but a friend ask me to see what I could do)