the other night i dreamt of water.
there were a lot of people around, and we were all awaiting something.
there was dry land up higher and a river below.
i said, 'if we all praise the Lord the water will rise!'
and many were praising and the water began to flood...
much more were lost in the waves... i could see heads bobbing in the flowing and flipping water.
those on the dry land kept lifting up the name of Jesus.
those that were in the water were just trying to hold on to something that wasnt there.
From the West people will fear the name of the Lord,
And from the rising of the sun they will revere His glory.
For He will come like a pent-up flood
That the breath of the Lord drives along.
"The Redeemer will come to Zion,
To those in Jacob who repent of their sins," declares the Lord.