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Isaiah 55 - A Promise for My Family

Come -

Out of your barrenness and into full life.
Out of your poverty and into supply.

For the thirsty there is water that never will run dry.
For the poor there is a treasure room without a lock or price.

All your fruitless searches and all your efforts failed
will find full satisfaction when you rest behind the Veil.

Why do you run and fritter on what cannot satisfy?
Listen now and eat what's good - My words will feed your life.

Yes, listen and believe Me. Oh, hear My words and live!
Feast on every promise for abundance they will give!

A season is now coming-a grace upon your ear.
An inclining to My Spirit, a grace for you to hear.

Grace for you to hear Me. Inclining now begins.
My Spirit is now calling and you shall hear, My friend.

A new day is now dawning; there's a'blowing in the wind.
My Spirit breeze will move you to where you've never been.

My promise is unfolding, though now hidden from your eyes.
Trust me and believe that I will make your cause arise.

Every thought I have about you is countless and is sweet.
It is higher than your vision now, but I will make both soon to meet.

I will bring you up to see My view. I will show you what I've planned.
From the moment you were born, My child, your life was in My hands.

As rain comes down from heaven and waters every seed,
so shall My Spirit cause My word inside you to succeed.

My promise is eternal. It will not fade away.
You'll be led in peace and My joy will be your strength from day to day.

Yes, my promise it will prosper in the rich soil of your heart.
It will not fail but will raise you up with a wealthy, sure, fresh start.

So lean in a little closer. I am speaking in the wind,
"Grace, Grace to hear me! The promise now begins!"

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