The Palace Door Swings Wide Open

The palace door swings wide open with delight In the yearly cyclic calendar, behold the sight, A new move of the Spirit, awakening this hour, Where whispers of hope blossom with every prayer. From depths unseen, a springing well begins, The waters are being stirred by angelic hosts, Heaven dances in the streets, the story unfold, Healing pouring forth, as a pipeline to the world. Boundaries extend, as staircases into the sky, Health and wealth in your land, never to deny, Miracles cascade, like stars in the night, A symphony of wonders, to dazzle your sight. The future whispers secrets, the Spirit reveals, Listen carefully, as it gently appeals, A kingly anointing bestowed upon your frame, From ordinary to embrace extraordinary name. In your mother’s womb, you were fearfully formed, A born hero, you were lovingly transformed, A rain maker, gracious to make hearts dance, A bearer of good fortune, of divine circumstance. Mighty in spirit, a troop you hold within, For you are chosen, beloved, forgiven, Unlock the treasures of this new season, Embrace the calling, fulfill your reason.