Zechariah

I saw the sky split the heavens declare

A scroll unrolling in the prophets glare

Zechariahs word sharp like fire aflame

Calling out nations won't leave them the same

Four horsemen riding swift in the night

Measuring the earth bringing judgements bite

Olive trees dripping a golden stream

Lighting up the lamps with heavens gleam

Oh Zerubbabel no mountain stands tall

Not by might or power hear the Spirit call

The hands that lay foundation will finish the feat

Grace upon grace the work complete

He speaks of shepherds the false and the true

A fountain flows open for a heart made new

Strike the shepherd the sheep will stray

But through fire and trial comes the holy way

Visions and dreams they shake the dome

A plumb line drops to rebuild the home

Mountains will crumble make the path clear

The words of the prophet rings in my ear

I saw a red horse in the valley ride

An angel whispered truths that can not hide

Measuring the city with a golden chain

Visions of the night drip like holy rain

Flying scrolls scream justice in the air

Cleansing fire burns the deceit laid bare

Two olive branches feed the golden stand

A priest and king strive to heal the land

A crown of silver a temple of stone

Visions of Zion where the pure hearts atone

Eyes like flames on the lamp stand unwind

Guiding the path of heart and mind

In a chariot blaze the horses of war

Peace covers nations like waves on the shore

The branch shall rise the cornerstones laid

In the heart of the humble the glorys displayed

Zechariah speaks under the moons grim glow

Prophecies arise where the olive trees grow

Four winds stir the spirit moves just so

Through the scrolls of the word let the wisdom flow