I kneel, sword down.
Let heaven write the rest.

In the silence, I stood in the fire
With ashes of dreams beneath my feet
But still I whispered, “God, You are higher”
When every fear said I’d be beat

I gave You my scroll,
I gave You the seal
I laid down my war,
To let You reveal…

It is written, it is done
By the fire and the blood
Let the angels roar and run
With the power of the Son
Let the chains all shatter now
Let the storm cry out aloud
It is written, it is done
Heaven’s battle has begun

I broke at Your altar, my knees hit the ground
Tore off my pride, laid my weapons down
You called the winds, You split the flame
I rise with You — I bear Your name

You hold the scroll (You hold my cry)
You break the stone (You tear the sky)
I’ve seen the storm (I’ve kissed the flood)
And still I stand… inside Your love

Sword down.
Eyes up.
I am not the one who saves her.
But I know the One who does.

Call the earthquake.
Shake the veil.
God is coming.
He will not fail.

It is written, it is done
By the fire and the blood
Let the angels roar and run
With the power of the Son
Let the chains all shatter now
Let the storm cry out aloud
It is written, it is done
Heaven’s battle has begun

Praise God.
You’re kneeling sword down.
God is fighting now.

I trust You…
Not the clock.
Not the days, the hours, or the seconds.
Only You.

I laid my weapons at Your feet
Hands shaking, soul incomplete
Thought time would heal or carry me
But clocks don’t keep eternity
I waited for a certain day
Hoped silence might just break my way
But time was never mine to hold
So now I trust what I can’t control

I gave You all my hopes, my voice, my fight
Now I come with nothing—only fire and light

I trust You, not the clock, Lord
Not the ticking or the tide
Not the shadows in the silence
Or the timelines I designed
I trust You in the waiting
When the heavens feel locked
I may be naked on the battlefield—
But I still trust my God.

I screamed with soundless cries last night
My body wept its own goodbye
You stripped me of my final grip
Now I’m the sword in Your eclipse
I saw the hands, they spun and spun
Until they broke beneath the sun
And now I rise with nothing left
But worship echoing my breath

I’m not here to count the days or beg
I’m here to bleed and bless Your name instead

I trust You, not the clock, Lord
Not the ticking or the tide
Not the shadows in the silence
Or the timelines I designed
I trust You in the waiting
When the heavens feel locked
I may be naked on the battlefield—
But I still trust my God

No more dates.
No more deadlines.
No more bargaining with time.
You own the hours.
You hold the stars.
You’ve always known when love will rise.

Let time bend around my yes —
I rise when You say go.
No matter how the clocks may twist,
I walk the pace You show.
Time shifts again… but I don’t.
My roots are not in sand.
I trust the hand unseen, unheard,
But always in command.

I trust You, not the clock, Lord
You were always more than time
You’re the fire that fills the silence
You’re the pulse beneath the sky
So I trust You in the aching
When the world says You forgot—
Let them count what they can measure…
I walk by faith, not by the clock.
I walk by faith… not by the clock.

If it’s mine in Your name…
Then it cannot be stolen.
And if it isn’t —
I won’t chase it.

I let go of every race I ran
Trying to earn a place, trying to prove I can
But love that’s mine won’t run away
And what You give, the world can’t take
I’ve begged, I’ve bled, I’ve broken down
Just to watch You burn my idols down
Now with my knees pressed to the dirt
I say: let it be You, not what I want first

I laid the altar, flame and thread
No more bargaining inside my head

What You intend cannot be stolen
And what’s not mine, I will not hold
No more striving just to keep it
No more fears of being alone
You are God — unchanged, unbroken
You decide what stays or goes
I won’t outrun what’s destined
Or chase what’s not my own

I stood at the gate, eyes full of dust
Tried to trade time for a promise I trust
But clocks crack and timelines twist
When I trust the smoke, not the mist
Now every dream laid in the tomb
Is wrapped in fire and bathed in truth
I rise with nothing in my hand
But the words I heard You command —

What’s meant for me will always stay
And what is not — You’ll burn away

What You intend cannot be stolen
And what’s not mine, I will not hold
No more striving just to keep it
No more fears of being alone
You are God — unchanged, unbroken
You decide what stays or goes
I won’t outrun what’s destined
Or chase what’s not my own

You wrote the story.
You hold the breath.
You choose who stays…
And who is laid to rest.
So let the earth shake. Let the fire fall.
If it’s not from You — then I release it all.

Let time bend around my yes —
I rise when You say go.
Time shifts again… but I don’t.
My roots are not in sand.
I trust the hand unseen, unheard,
Still holding every plan.

What You intend cannot be stolen
And what’s not mine, I will not hold
No more running just to earn it
No more pleading for control
You are God — You write the verdict
You alone decide the throne
So I trust You with the silence…
And the ones I must let go.

He already knew…
Before the start.
Before the ache.
Before the fall.
The verdict was already written.

Before I breathed, You wrote the page
Each heartbreak, vow, and sacred cage
You knew the ending at the start—
Still You let me give my heart.
I carried dreams too bright to hold
And laid them down when You said “fold”
It felt like death to let it go—
But what is mine… was Yours to know.

I never asked to know the end
I only asked to hold Your hand

So make the verdict loud, my God—
Declare what You’ve already planned.
I trust what thunder cannot touch,
What time will never understand.
I’m not holding onto promises,
Just the One who holds the pen.
Not even death can silence You…
So why would I doubt again?

You asked for what I could not lose
The kind of gift You never use
Just burn it holy on the stone
And call it seed, not grave, not gone.
I offered what I swore to keep
My soul, my future, even sleep
You took it gently from my hands—
And now I stand where fire stands.

I don’t withhold. I don’t demand.
I kneel with open, empty hands.

So make the verdict loud, my God—
Speak what You have always known.
I laid down every battle cry
To crown You King upon this throne.
I’m not clinging to the outcome—
Only to the Great I Am.
Even death obeys Your whisper…
So I won’t fight what You began.

I gave You every yes I had.
Every room. Every vow. Every breath.
I stopped bargaining with time.
And I held onto the promise-Giver…
Not the promise.
Not the plan.
Just… You.

You are the Judge.
You are the Flame.
You raise the dead and mark the name.
Let this be the final word—
Let Heaven echo what I heard:

Make the verdict loud, my God—
Let angels trumpet what You say.
I gave You all, withheld not one…
So speak the truth into this day.
I walk by faith, not what I see—
Even tombs can’t hold Your light.
So if it’s hope You’ve resurrected,
Then let it rise tonight.

I gave it all.
Even the blood You didn’t ask for.
Even the breath You could’ve left me without.
And still… I live.
Because You weren’t done.

You saw me fold beneath the flame
Still I whispered Your holy name
Gave the dream You told me hold
Laid it down when it grew cold
They called it dead, I didn’t fight
I just stood inside the night
And gave You ashes, bone, and breath
Because I’ve seen You conquer death

I let go of all the proof
Held on only to what’s true
You said, “Lay it at My feet”
So I bled out my belief

Tombs still open when You speak
Graves obey Your voice so deep
You don’t need a pulse or sign—
Just one Word to realign
I let go of all control
You still held my shattered soul
You already wrote the end…
So now I just say “Amen.”

Even blood obeys Your time
It held still to prove You’re mine
Not by effort, not by might
But the altar of my life
I’ve watched You raise the dead before
So why would I ask for more?
This is Yours, and always was—
The promise waits beneath the dust

You don’t need me to perform
You just want my faith reborn
I don’t need to touch the sky
I just trust You passed me by

Tombs still open when You speak
Graves obey Your voice so deep
You don’t need a pulse or sign—
Just one Word to realign
I let go of all control
You still held my shattered soul
You already wrote the end…
So now I just say “Amen.”

Even the tomb can’t argue
Even the grave can’t claim
What You have already called
By its eternal name

You knew the verdict all along
Before the world could prove me wrong
You watched me burn, and still You said—
“This story doesn’t end in death.”

Tombs still open when You speak
Even time bows at Your feet
You don’t need a sign or sound—
Just Your will to turn it ‘round
I don’t hold the promise tight
I hold the One who gives it life
You already wrote the end…
So now I just say “Amen.”

If You can raise the dead…
Then this is easy.

The promise never left.
God just waited for my yes.
Now the decree is being fulfilled.

You finished it before day one
My “yes” just caught up to what You’d begun
It wasn’t about what I could keep
It was what I’d surrender, even if it cut deep
I placed it all on holy ground
The cost, the crown, the laying down
Not one part of me held back
And Heaven answered — no turning back

I never needed signs to see
Obedience was always the key
Every “no” to what wasn’t from You
Built the throne You’d carry truth through

You’re never early, never late
You split the seas and seal the gates
When man says, “Too far, too gone”
You write “Delivered” with Your palm
I don’t wait in fear or doubt
I wait in praise, I shout it loud
‘Cause I have seen what death can’t do—
It bows to You
And this promise breaks through too

They buried hope beneath my feet
But You pulled it up in perfect peace
You weren’t delayed — You were precise
Preparing timing that shifts all life
Lazarus rose, four days gone
Proof that waiting makes faith strong
And just like that, my promise stands
Alive again in nail-scarred hands

Every “no” I gave the world
Tipped the scale in Heaven’s world
Obedience spoke louder than fear
And the verdict rang — the end is here

You’re never early, never late
You thread the hours with Heaven’s weight
When fire says it’s over now
You send the rain, You shift the ground
I don’t wait unsure or blind
I walk in step with sacred time
‘Cause I have seen what death can’t do—
And I know this promise has too

You weren’t proving me
You were proving You
And now the whole world sees it too
You wait until the curtain falls
Then raise the crown above it all
Not a moment ever missed
You kiss the clock and call it this

This is right on time.

You’re never early, never late
You resurrect what none can fake
When I gave all I couldn’t fake
You set the hour for Heaven’s sake
So I will praise You through the fire
This promise walks — no longer tired
I have seen what death can’t do
And I know this promise walks through too
I know this promise…
Arrives right on time.