Prepare Ye The Highway Poem by Steven Reeve

Prepare Ye The Highway



Prepare Ye the highway,
Blow the Shofar in Zion's land,
The Great One of Israel approaches,
The time is at hand.

A force with which to be reckoned,
Feel The Ruach Ha Kodesh as He passes by,
By the Holy One we are beckoned,
Prepare Ye the highway.

Foreigners besiege the land,
On each and every side,
The time is at hand,
Prepare Ye the highway.

On the walls the watchmen stand,
Prepare Ye the highway,
The time is at hand,
The landlord has returned.

They have no share nor claim or right,
Out, out the enemies must go,
Now they see their hopeless plight,
Prepare Ye the highway.

Blow the Shofar in Zion's land,
Prepare Ye the highway,
He is here in His land,
The landlord has returned.

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