Babylon.

we look just like her.

I see Egypt in the distance, chariots and horses led by mighty kings that slay without a blink.

we are joined in battle. we fight together.

our warriors are blind and mute.
lips sown shut, we have no voice,
for we have sold ourselves as slaves to Babylon.

like a ball of fire we burn, but we must march on for our souls are not ours.

no mercy.

no mercy Babylon, not even to preserve the lives of the righteous.
we march on in the thick darkness, to a battle we were never equipped to win.

look!

the LORD's army is dressed in Holy white, we tremble and fear as they surround us with light.
their King, the one called Faithful and True, leads them like a mighty warrior.
His light penetrating through our eyes that are closed.

babylon march, march babylon!

but everyone around is vanishing like a breath. the light is conquering.

babylon march!

I cannot, my legs cannot carry me to fight, I will die by the light.

run, faster than your legs can take you. cling to the arms of the merciful One.
the King, the Light of Life.
He redeems me.

I am only 206 bones held together by sinews and tendons. i am dry bones with no life. and then He breathes the breath of life into me and my gaze is no longer on Babylon.

my gaze is on the fiery eyes of the conquering Lion.

oh praise God!

yes, praise the Alpha and Omega.

my Beginning and End.

come babylon, He is setting us free. turn away from the lust and seduction of the world, see that you are chained. this is not freedom!

babylon, I plead with you, fight the good fight or perish in the fire.

accept the savior, Jesus Christ, who has the power to redeem.

that is true freedom.