Prophesy

Prohesy, prophesy. Prohesy, prophesy,Prophesy to the dry bone

I see the earth turning towards Heaven, I see broken dreams coming to past

I hear the sound of a celebration

As the Lame man walks, The angels talk

I'm carrying a message from my risen Lord.

Speak to the mountains and they will humble themselves,

Nothing is impossible

Stand on the promise He made,With a heart full of faith

Nothing is Impossible

Shine like a light in the dark and the cities will turn

Nothing is impossible

Now is the hour to rise, With His power at hand

nothing is impossible...

WE'RE LIVING IN REVIVAL…

Bedok North, can u see what i am seeing.