Lord I feel your heat, your anointing my heart, it hungers for you as a babe for his mother’s breast.  I need you.  I hunger for your favor, my heart grows wide for your precepts.  I need your favor and your glory.    What is this rolling power?  What is it that you are preparing within and without of me.  As the heat rises up my back and the flow of living fire emanates from my hands.  My eyes weep, my tongue cries out, your love is so complete.  I hear the cries of the lost.  Freedom to the land-Freedom to the lost-overcome, cut cords, devour evil.  Let the light rise and fall down on us.  Let us be enveloped in light.  Let us be love, let us love and deliver.  Let your glory ride before me.  Let your favor Arise, let your grace abound.  May your angels prepare the path for which I am to trod.  Let them battle on all sides for your will to be done.  Let your essence rise up and may all see your glory and fall down.