A Prophecy Against the King of Tyre
1 The word of the LORD came to me: 2 “Son of man, say to the ruler of Tyre, ‘This is what the Sovereign LORD says:
“‘In the pride of your heart you say, “I am a god; I sit on the throne of a god in the heart of the seas.” But you are a mere mortal and not a god, though you think you are as wise as a god. 3 Are you wiser than Daniel[a]? Is no secret hidden from you? 4 By your wisdom and understanding you have gained wealth for yourself and amassed gold and silver in your treasuries. 5 By your great skill in trading you have increased your wealth, and because of your wealth your heart has grown proud.
6 “‘Therefore this is what the Sovereign LORD says:
“‘Because you think you are wise, as wise as a god, 7 I am going to bring foreigners against you, the most ruthless of nations; they will draw their swords against your beauty and wisdom and pierce your shining splendor. 8 They will bring you down to the pit, and you will die a violent death in the heart of the seas. 9 Will you then say, “I am a god,” in the presence of those who kill you? You will be but a mortal, not a god, in the hands of those who slay you. 10 You will die the death of the uncircumcised at the hands of foreigners.
I have spoken, declares the Sovereign LORD.’”
This scripture has inspired me to write, normally i would say it is like a song or simple idea but this time it is writing with a full fledged reason, and a just anger, and righteous furry because I am so irritated with the fact that we simply sit by and get stepped on by Satan (yes the devil) and just wait to see something happen. It is Time to take action for the war of are souls is a battle to be fought everyday.
"I am the Foreigner, For I am not of my own."
I refuse, for this willingness to let the uprising come of a dark agenda.
King of Trye, my eyes are aimed towards you
Abaddon, Your destruction shall be overwhelmed
Serpent of Old, my fathers blade shall overcome you!
For I am the hands and feet, the weapon for Gods cause
I am the chosen of the almighty, the hands he has prepared for war
The fingers made ready for battle
Corrected, Trained, Rebuked, and lifted through righteousness
My heart burns with justice towards you!
For I see the eyes of lion, stalking after the lords sheep,
I feel the fangs of the beast, as it digs into my inner being trying to tear me down
As i slowly bleed you watch, waiting for me to fall
waiting to claim victory, for tormenting one more soul
But I refuse, For the Lord is my strength
I refuse For my God has bleed out mercy
I refuse, For I am not my own
But the Foreigner in a land placed by God
Sent in to face a war beyond just flesh and blood
I am the presence in which you feared
I am soul overtaken by love
who refuses to foolishly ignore your works.
As the power of darkness dressed as the angel of light
I have seen through you Deceiver
Behold as I hold My LORDS Blade high
and Come to tear you off your throne
Behold as I will Shred through your beauty and wisdom
As MY GODS TRUTH pierces your false splendor
Here to deliver a holy war, I have been sent
I am the Foreigner, For I am not of my ownBut a child of God.