My love is higher than the clouds.
It burns deeper than fire.
It is hotter than heat,
withstanding the mire.

I Am turning the tide.
Now see what I will do.
On My horse I will ride,
and make it all new.

No longer below,
when I lift up the dead.
No longer the tail,
when I make you the head.

Rejoice and sing,
O daughter of Zion.
Behold your King!
He roars like a lion!

When I arise, all will shake.
The proud will topple and fall.
Many changes I will make.
Listen for My trumpet call!

Isaiah 2


4 thoughts

  1. “No longer the tail,🦎⬇️
    when I make you the head.”👤⬆️

    And the Lord shall make you the head, and not the tail; and you shall be above only, and you shall not be beneath, if you heed the commandments of the Lord your God which I command you this day and are watchful to do them. (Deut 28:13)💕

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