empty seats at church close my eyes I see them filling.. overflowing in the streets fill up the streets and pivilons arenas of the willing back pew feel good to be home but we're the children its time to awake .Jesus is lord visions of a great revile anoint my head with oil God remove any denile let my blood boil. dont wanna to be Luke warm drop this seed in good soil . Have mercy let this worker bring u joy Thru my tioil streghth courage remaining loyle blow the Trump et in zoin. don't want to see more dying I wanna see the lamb lay with the lion. hit my neez in prayer I feel my bones are burning days like smoke I feel weak. still i know im never alone your soul searching very near wicked will be seilence in the morning when my joy come.