For Such a Time

I was fashioned for this day
I was born just for this hour
A day of revolution
An invasion of Your power.

We're John the Baptist signals
Posted high up on a hill
Lifting trumpet voices
And doing Your will.

My heart was made for burning
My destiny extreme
Called to be a Nazarite**
A faith and fire machine.

I'm fasting in the desert
And making straight the path
Proclaiming by Your Spirit
"Mercy triumps over wrath!"

I'm laying down my future
In worship at Your feet
I'm calling for revival
To fill our nation's streets.

I'm lifting up my voice
To God who answers prayer
"Make me the hinge of hist'ry!"
And He answers
"Become it if you dare!"

To see the Lamb exalted
And His reward secured
I'll live a life of sacrifice
And let His voice be heard.

For such a time as this
And for this very hour
God's called a generation
To be channels of His power.

John the Baptist company
With Elijah in their blood
Burning in the desert
So that God will send a flood.



**Nazarite=Extremely consecrated one.