Tell my heart that her lover has come
He is faithful love
Tell my heart to trust again
He is the promise keeper
He is the one that my heart has longed for…
He has come in this season as a warrior king to banish the one that sowed lies and anguish
He brings vials of his glory-light to restore my broken, crushed heart and a cloak of his beauty to cover me…
I am my beloved and He is mine… Kristina Constance Olise
Like a beautiful melody
I could feel his love sweep over me
From the distant lands the enchanting voice sang with promise and authority
The words pierced my heart and held my thoughts
I was captivated for what seemed like eternity
Waves of love crashed over me….again and again
His heart was wild for me… for while the night storms raged
He sang songs of deliverance over me
His wild, wild love….
Kristina Constance Olise
I live to hear that voice…
The life-giving-words of a father who guides every step of the way
As I awake to the morning light… his love-words linger over my soul
…waiting for my heart to turn and my eyes to gaze upon Him
His words wrap me in a cloak
They protect me from the evil lies; the horrid whispers that seek to torment
His voice is potent, it breathes, it lives
It conquers, it avenges
His words like water, like fire; its heals the barren soul, and burns up what is dead
His voice seeks the one; who will turn at sound before the call… the one who will search, the one who will wait…
For He desires to walk upon the oceans of defeat…to calm the raging storms
Oh, hear the voice of eternity
Listen for the words that resurrect the dead
The voice that comforts the weary
The voice that breaks the cedar’s apart
My heart listen for his voice
For without him, I die slowly…
Kristina Constance Olise
BY GRACE THROUGH FAITH
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