Lord, You need some Samuels
Burdened with a vision clear of Your economy
Where’s Your ark today?
And the ones who’d care for You,
E’en to put themselves aside to gain Your heart’s desire?
Prophets, priests, and judges, and men of prayer,
Speaking forth Your word, with Your authority,
A photo of Your heart for Your move.
Full of vision, seeking You,
We’d await Your timing, fully subject to Your will,
Treasuring Your face,
Staying in Your presence, Lord;
E’en the very index of Your eyes would we obey.
To bring in Your kingdom on earth today,
Taking You as King that You may return
To usher in the end of the age.