Clarion,
Blow your horn, unsheathe your sword.
Still the opposing storm and reveal your Lord!
The lion roars the trumpet blasts who could but run!
The mission set the calling sure who could but go!
The voice of the trumpet when heard is a compelling force to obey the Word. There is a golden heralding trumpet I want to blow.
Look about you; see the angels gathered round. They are waiting direction listening for the trumpets clear sound.
Jesus in passion blew hard and long bringing into hearts a new song. A song of deliverance from the firebrands of their enemy was, and is, to be sung before the great company. Strong to labor to bring peace that others might know sweet release.
Fiery Trumpets
The Spirit of Burning shall burn and yet burn, while the trumpets blow on till My Son, your Jesus, does return.
We are the fire, and we make a declarative sound, even as the Voice of the Trumpet to be heard round.
As His very own, we become an integral part of the multiple sound that makes up the Voice of God eternal. From Old Testament typology through the New, we do the work of the trumpet until we hear the sound of the last trumpet and meet Him in the air.
air!
by Dr. Janet Mangum
