Rising Champions
There are rising champions
Arising from dust
Eyes focused on the morning
Able to see through the dusk
Steadfast regarding their purpose with passion
To share the brighter days
To proclaim to every nation, tribe and tongue
That The Christ is on his way
You can almost hear their trumpets roaring
As they go to prepare the way
The champions are rising
So, heed the words that they say
poem by Angel A. Lockwood
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