surrendered-poetry-randy-conwayRandy Conway

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I received the attached word at 1:30 this morning.  It has been rolling around in my head for a few weeks but never came together until this morning.  I told God that if He would  in me I would get up and write it down.  That is what happened.  I usually get things in the night but weariness prevents me from getting up and by morning it is gone.  I repented of not getting up and this is I believe a mighty result.

God Bless.

A CALL TO ARMS, A CALL TO ARMS

Sound the Alarm yes Sound the Alarm

A Call to Arms yes a Call to Arms

For years the Watchmen have warned of things yet far away

Now the alarm is sounding for that which is upon us today.

 

Destruction upon destruction for the whole land is spoiled

The people have become foolish and in evil are embroiled.

O my soul the sound of trumpet the alarm of war

What vials have been opened; what from them will be poured?

 

Blow the trumpet in Zion and sound an alarm in My Holy Mountain

The works of the nations have been seen and the sins of the people counted.

Let the priests and the ministers of the Lord now weep

We did not keep His statutes and now the tares are more than the wheat.

 

Many believe we have now won a great battle and have folded their hands to sleep

But we have not as yet even entered into battle but beware the war upon us creeps.

America has but chosen a man for office and how he leads we are yet to see

And too many deluded by their bondage believe their chains make them free.

 

America has awakened briefly before, only to hit the Snooze and return to our sleep

Thinking there is peace and safety when there is no safety and there is no peace.

We have ignored the promise of blessing and curse for those that divide God’s land

America is leading the charge with 70 nations to implement their coveted two state-plan.

 

Now is the time to put on the raiment proper for the conflict

Time to put on the whole armor that Yahuah provided us with

Knowing the weapons of our warfare are not carnal or hidden in the shadows

But mighty through God to the pulling down of strongholds.

 

Strongholds that have been built for centuries

Ruled and protected by powers and principalities

Possessing many different modalities using multiple personalities

Commonalities, nationalities and political formalities to insure their finality.

 

That finality being known by many different names

But ignored by many and those who exposed it are shamed.

Called conspiracy theorist if you expose the New World Order

And while we sleep the enemy marches ever forward.

 

Some say we have received a reprieve at this moment

I say we have an opportunity and if we squander it we will lament.

For too long we have been found wanting when in the balance we were weighed

It is time to fold our hands, not to sleep but to fervently pray.

 

Many terrible things are ready to be released upon mankind

How you fair will depend upon with whom you are aligned.

In the midst of the darkness will burn Revival’s Fire

To seek a Great Awakening is that to which we must aspire.

 

The Fire will light the way for those who have called upon the Living God for sight

It will be a Refiner’s Fire but those unprepared and unrepentant will face an awful plight.

Those things the Watchmen warned about haven’t gone away

That is why the bells are ringing and the alarm goes out today.

 

This is a call to those who claim His Name for revival for repentance and to pray

The enemy hasn’t given up rather they are gearing up to escalate the fray.

Sound the Alarm yes Sound the Alarm

This is a Call to Arms, a Call to Arms.

 

The land before us has been like Eden the beautiful garden

But behind us it will be desolate if our hearts remain hardened.

We cannot claim that our hearts are not granite and hard as stone

When the unborn babes cry out from where their discarded bodies were thrown.

 

We cannot claim we are not stiff necked when Truth is trampled in our streets

We cannot claim our consciences are not seared when artists and leaders hold spirit feasts.

Destruction upon destruction is cried; for spoiled is the whole land

It is time for tearing down for building up and upon our knees to take our stand.

 

What blessings or what cursing lie before the people today?

Has not life or death been set before us as the Scriptures say?

Choose life that both thou and thy seed may live.

No greater warning, or opportunity, could Yahuah give.

 

Let him who has an ear hear and answer the Spirit’s call

The Principalities and Powers are inciting a terrible squall

It is time to Sound the Alarm yes Sound the Alarm

Do you hear the Call to Arms, the Call to Arms?

 

By Randy Conway

Jer. 4, Joel 2, Eph.6: 10-19, Deu. 30:19

1/13/17

 

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Randy Conway
Find Randy Conway On Facebook surrenderedpoetry.com/ Randy and Robin were in a family-owned and operated business for 33 years, which proved to be both rewarding and challenging. During this same time, they served as worship leaders for 17 years at a small local church on a volunteer basis, after which time God began calling them out of the 4 walls of the church; something neither one of them could ever fathom doing.  God was calling them to a new ministry that had not even been conceived at this point, much less developed. Neither one had any idea of where this journey would lead, but it has been liberating and exciting to trust Him on an entirely new level like never before. Delving into the Word of God with new zeal and finding out for themselves who God really is and isn’t, shedding preconceived notions and traditions, and allowing themselves to be taught by the Holy Spirit. As Randy continued to move in this new freedom, inspiration for writing began to flow more freely. What began in 1980 with the writing of a poem for an Easter service and then lay dormant with a new poem every year or two until 2009, has now led to many more poems with an emphasis on End Time Prophecy.