Joel 2:11 (NIV)
The LORD thunders at the head of his army; his forces are beyond number, and mighty are those who obey his command. The day of the LORD is great; it is dreadful. Who can endure it?
Col. 1:26-27 the mystery that has been kept hidden for ages and generations, but is now disclosed to the saints.  To them God has chosen to make known among the Gentiles the glorious riches of this mystery, which is
Christ in you, the hope of glory.
Mastery of the mystery be-knights the holder to a station.
The pedigree of fidelity confers the restoration.
The sovereignty of first degree is manifest prodigiously,
With flaming swords of testament ignited in the pageantry.
The unison of every move, choreographed in fine
And synchronized in harmony to pitch and hark divine,
Combine a front impregnable, impenetrable and stout,
Tightly sealed and closed in rank to enemies without.
Behold! The Army of the Lord commanded by a single voice,
Unified in one accord, identified by regal choice.
Faces set like steely flint will not be put to shame,
Anointed feet on holy ground are marching in His Name.
The shield of Godly Principle shall blunt the sword of reason
And relativity of thought shall bear the mark of treason.
We find our place and destiny; we find our true identity
Graven in reality! Not in that which "seems to be."
Love Spared: by Sharon Netzer