Growth

How many out there are ready to step out?
out of their worlds and out of their shelters
how many out there are ready to walk on fire?
float on air and fly like hawks in the strangest of folks
It's called growth.

How many will deny themselves? put on shelves
all mentality and behavior, make way for the Savior
how many want to run? break the chains, follow the Son
all blessings enabled, all Heaven on the table.

How many are focused? How many heading East?
going for the crown, to get beneath what appears
more profound than hidden tears
search the sound of the trumpet that clears
all confusion, all illusion...

Growth with an oath, both hand in hand
dwell on hot sand, on my Lord I depend
move forth to the port where the ship will descend
send prayers when I sought His presence like a lamp
amped in the heart, long for His warmth
since the very start tried to understand
tried to reach the source.

It's called growth with longing with praise and singing.
it is joy in the heart that grows with your walk
patience and peace. Invited to the feast
so I serve and speak, with arm and lip
blessings and gifts generously received
so I lift my hands to the Heavens and worship.