Green Growth

I see the green growth in the wormwood

And resurgence of the flame

Lord we need more than revival

Resurrection is our aim.

For the bones of former glories

Have descended to the dust

For our sepluchres are whitened

And our swords are red with rust.

To see new life from the cesspool

And new passion spark the fire

From the cultureís conflagration

Birth a holy new desire

See the glory of the Lord arise

Putting the old ways to shame

Bring the sacrifice to the altar

And see it consumed by your flame

Lord in this generation

Raise a remnant filled with power

Who will call upon the nation

To repent in this dark hour

For the smoke is on the water

And the workmen wear their wage

But ourÝ Lord is at the rudder

As we navigate this age.

Anthony Foster

March 8, 2010