Sea of glass...

The womb of the dawn
3.17.05

Sea of glass mirrored in the face of the dew,
The womb of the dawn it cries out to You.

Under Your feet lies a prophesy,
A day breaking, a light burning, a hope returning.

A sparkling dream falls every morn,
A vaporous promise rises back,
Breath of fairies, the whispering dance of the virgins.
A hidden message from Your heart.

A silent shedding of heavens tears.
No thunder echoes its coming.
Lightening can’t traces its path.
A quiet beaconing that will too quickly pass.

Glass slippers for our feet,
Each morning worn but cannot keep.
The path of God quickly fading,
Glistening voice for them that are waiting…


This was a prayer/prophesy/song that was woven out of these verses this morning in my time before the Lord. It speaks of a prophesy for the youth of this generation, they belong to the Lord and each morning He speaks to them in the dew of the dawn. As He walks on a sea of glass, so do we each morning and that glass calls to Him to be faithful to His word.
-Eric

In front of it (the throne of God) stretched what seemed a sea of glass,
like a sheet of ice.
–Revelations 4:6

Your people will volunteer on Your day of battle. In holy splendor, from the womb of the dawn, the dew of Your youth belongs to You...
-Psalms 110:3

Nations will come to your light
and kings to the brightness of your dawn.
-Is 60:3

Let all who love thee, be like the sun rising in strength.
–Judges 5:31