It is Time

I awoke this morning and what I lacked was guilt

not because i am not guilty for innocence was spilt. 

Awake with relief, victory is mine.

I've been lifted up on high I no longer dwell with swine.

There was a cost I had to pay, to die to death and sin

only to emerge out of the womb-to be born again. 

I was slain with my Lord whispering our battle cry

"Father forgive them, they no not what they do" onward to victory we die. 

We can not be stopped by any sword or shield

slowly growing stronger 'til we control the field.

Victory is ours by providence divine.

Bring forth the kingdom, it is time.

© 2009 Matt Bohannon