Oh, the misery of My people.
I've heard them crying out.
Their lamentation.
The deafening sound of sorrow.
Clothed in anguish.
They've been enslaved for generations.
Now the time has come.
I will deliver them.

Now the time has come.

One fire burns within My soul.
Cosuming all of the doubt in My mind, infusing My soul with purpose again.

Awake from sleep My chosen people.
Rise in resurrection.
Break the bonds of slavery.
Step out into new life.
Hear the word spoken through flame.
A fire that cannot be quenched.
Hear the word spoken through flame.
A fire that cannot be quenched.

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