Sons of Thunder and The Daughters Who Dance

1 Peter 2:9
But ye are a chosen generation, a royal priesthood, an holy nation, a peculiar people; that ye should shew forth the praises of him who hath called you out of darkness into his marvellous light:

1 Peter 2:9
But ye are a chosen generation, a royal priesthood, an holy nation, a peculiar people; that ye should shew forth the praises of him who hath called you out of darkness into his marvellous light:


Can you hear His voice?
It’s crying from the wind.
Gentle like a dove
Yet fiercer than a sword in hand
Fiercer than a sword in hand

It rises from the East
And settles in the West
In search of faithful men
Who stand amidst the rest
Who stand amidst the rest

Where are the sons of thunder?
Where are the daughters who dance?
And where are the priests and the prophets
Who press on hand in hand?
They seem so hard to find
They seem so hard to see
So all I can do is keep praying
As I hope in eternity
I’ll hope in eternity

Where are the soldiers of God?
There’s battles to be won and fought
But unity is amiss
Oh Lord has the battle been lost?
I pray it hasn’t been lost

But nothing is out of His power
We stand alone by His strength
And nothing can last forever
Unless it’s found in His name
Unless it’s found in His name
Unless it’s found in His name

Rise up you sons of thunder
And dance oh daughters dance
Listen you priests and you prophets
Press on hand in hand
And may we not be hard to find
May we not be hard to see
And may we continue on praying
As we hope in eternity
Let’s hope in eternity!