“Judah, thou art he whom thy brethren shall praise: thy hand
shall be in the neck of thine enemies; thy father’s children shall
bow down before thee.” Genesis 49:8 KJV
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Judah is rising up,
As the Phoenix Bird from her ashes,
Reborn and Refreshed,
To take His place in the line of war.
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His dead are walking forth from the tombs,
where they have been wrapped,
In the works of this world.
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The scales are being removed from His blinded eyes,
Falling to His feet of bronze.
His tongue is being loosed,
To bring the message of God.
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Judah is rising up to take His place in the line of war.
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With the blessing of Jacob,
And the prayer of Moses,
He prepares Himself,
Ready to battle,
In the Armor of Light.
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The belt of truth glistens in the light of the sun,
Making a way,
Distilling the darkness.
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Righteousness adorns His breast,
Truth, Grace, Justice.
Peace from the written Word,
Which was God and is God,
Steadies and guides His feet.
Cloaked with faith,
Which no evil can penetrate.
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Covering His head with the Anointing oil,
A Spiritual helmet,
Cleansing the mind,
Clearing the confusion,
Making salvation clear.
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Stepping forth in the strength of the Spirit,
Both violent and tender,
Judging in Love,
He begins the walk.
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Judah has risen,
He is taking His place,
In this Spiritual War.
The singers march first,
To anoint the field,
Causing demons to flee.
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The Levites remain, interceding,
Protecting, lighting the way,
With prayers unceasing.
Those that have fallen,
Those that have strayed,
Hear His call.
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The Lion roars in the tribe of Judah,
The Root of David gains strength.
The songs of Angels’ tongues break forth,
Screams and gnashing echo in the darkness.
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Judah has risen, He has taken His place.
Linda J. Humes 