Like a city on a hill
You are a light in the darkness.
Your cry is one forged from pain and disappointment,
A cry that has been tried in the fire.
It started as a plea for peace and an end to the storm,
But has become a battle cry.
For through the storm and the fire you were transformed into a warrior,
A soldier called to service by the King.
When you lift up your voice it has a power in it now,
Honed and perfected through pain and tears.
Your God has formed your cry into a weapon of worship.
Your voice will cut through the darkness.
And those still bound within that darkness will hear your voice.
When they hear your voice it will give them a hope.
When those who are bound hear your cry,
They will feel the chains begin to break.
They will experience a liberty, a freedom they had not known before,
And they will find healing.
In 2 Corinthians 4:8-9 (NIV) it says,
“We are pressed on every side, but not crushed;
Perplexed, but not in despair;
Persecuted, but not abandoned;
Struck down, but not destroyed”
Mighty woman of God, the battle is raging all around you.
There is a real enemy that is out to destroy.
An enemy that wants to destroy your calling, your anointing, your family,
And all that has been promised by God in your life.
Do not let the enemy steal your praise!
Do not be silenced by the war raging around you!
Mighty Woman of God, lift up your voice in praise,
And let your praise shatter the darkness!
Let your praise break the chains!
Let your praise bring liberty and freedom!
Let your praise be heard!
-April Joanou
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