Fire in our hearts - Jesus Army

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A Sound of Marching
1987
‘I saw our Zion as a woman, her clothes tattered and torn
from battle. She sat alone, looking weary, the lines of travail
etched upon her face. She bore the marks of age — yet was
ageless. In her quiet strength, she carried a simple beauty.
‘Her Lord approached. “My beloved daughter,” he said
kindly, “has the battle proved too much for you?”
‘The woman looked up into his face. The sight of him brought
strength and his voice cheered her heart.
‘“I have much yet for you to accomplish in this land. Come,
my daughter, and follow me.”
‘He led her to a high mountain and she looked upon the
land where she lived and worked for her Lord. There, a light
radiated from his face, but below, all was darkness save for a
few patches of light that shone like stars in the night.
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