How welcome on the mountain
Are the footsteps of the herald
Heralding good fortune,
Telling Zion, “Your God is King!”
Your watchmen raise their voices,
As one they shout for joy;
For every eye shall behold
The Lord’s return to Zion.
Raise a shout together,
O ruins of Jerusalem!
For the Lord will comfort His people,
Will redeem Jerusalem.
The Lord will bare His holy arm
In the sight of all the nations,
And the very ends of earth shall see
The victory of our God.
I have prayed for the release of Daw Aung San Suu Kyi for over a decade. I did not pray for her release because she was a Nobel Laureate or an unjustly imprisoned freely-elected leader of democracy. I prayed for the release of a Mother into her children’s arms. I prayed for a Mother, whose children were denied visas and visitation rights. I prayed for a Grandmother’s arms to hold her grandchildren freely and without condition. I continue to pray for this Mother’s rights while her children are still denied the right to enter Burma to see, touch, kiss and hold their Mother. Please take a moment to pray the same with me.
The Lord is coming!