Song of Refreshing


There is joy in the camp of God‘s people!
Refreshing from the Spirit of the Lord.
New wine being poured out,
into wine skins prepared for this time.

Old things are passing away,
all things becoming new.
My Bride is being made ready, 
her garments cleaned, renewed.

Every spot and every wrinkle being purged away.
Her beautiful countenance perfected in this day.
Abundant fruit is beginning to emerge. 
The glory of My kingdom will shine in her at last.

She is a light set on a hilltop, 
a beacon to show God‘s way—
to a lost and dying generation, 
and to those who have lost their way.

The river of God flows within her,
swelling, it will overflow.
many will drink of her fountain,
and restoration will fill the Earth.

The harvest is upon you, My people.
The time to gather from My field.
A double portion of my Spirit,
is being poured out in this day.

Yes, there is joy in the camp of My people,
anticipation fills the air.
Look into My eyes and seek My face,
for blessing is at the door.

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Let the song of the Lord rise up within your heart. This is a new day—a new time, and I am doing a new thing.  It is not as before. 

There is joy in the camp of God‘s people—refreshing, renewing.  New wine is being poured into newly prepared wine skins. My bride is being made ready, beautified, perfected. 

Old mindsets, traditions, and words are being swept away. Bondage is being broken. Deception, delusion and arrogance, purged, and replaced with truth, light and humility. 

This cleansing will prepare the ground to yield every fruit of the Spirit.  Yes, I am preparing the soil, breaking up the fallow ground, clearing away the stones and thorns, so you may bear a good fruit. 

I am taking away the reproach of my people. It is time for My Spirit to bring forth purity. As conviction grips your heart, quickly embrace repentance. Bow your knee to Me.  Yield, and I will surely till the soil of your heart, so you may bear fruit bringing healing to the nations. 

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