Woe is me for I have unclean lips.
The Lord is taking me through a great season. It started yesterday. God is putting in me a tender voice. He is giving me a pace and a voice of compassion. The heart is the wellspring of life. My heart is being tenderized. From it will flow words of tenderness, love and compassion.
My voice will carry the weight of heaven. It will release healing and life into the heart of His children. It will be a voice of peace. King Jesus will get behind my words and move them into action. My words will release His action. He will move because my words will be the words of our Father. In unity, we shall change this world. I shall only speak what the Father says. I shall only do what the Father does.
Bless God.
Touch my lips, Lord. Put the coal to them and cleanse my sin.
I give to you the throne of my voice and of my words and of my deed. I prophesy purity and tenderness in my heart and words. I decree freedom from speaking that which is not of You.
Your Words.
Your Deeds.
Your Love.
Bless God.