On December 30, 2019 the Lord woke me up at 4am and gave me this word in the form of poetry for the nation of Greece. In this new era we have stepped into we will see the prophetic rise out of the mouths of the poets, songwriters, musicians, storytellers, and artists. The arts are about to cause an all out revolution and turn of society and culture. I have been releasing prophetic words over cities and nations in the form of prophetic worship and speaking for over 17 years, but these words are now expanding into poetry and writing, etc. because the Lord is calling the poets prophets to rise in the earth! I invite you to partner in prayer with this word for the nation of Greece. I had not been previously praying specifically for Greece, so this was completely out of the blue for me. I will now be praying for Greece in agreement with what the Lord spoke to me. It’s time for Greece to rise!
Greece
With the turn of a hand
And the touch of grace
The land of Greece will rebuild
And see gold again
This time the gold
Of crucible wrought
Time and tinder taught
With songs in the night
Repentance will come
And we’ll see a nation
Raise banners and drums
To lift high The Name
To strike down their gods
To hold high a sword
Of awakening
To cut ties and roots
That have held and bound hearts
In merciless slumber
But a sleeping nation will rise
And beauty will shine
From the city gates
Silver and golden oil
Will glisten and pour
In pigment that will gather and run
To tell truth and sing freedom songs
Of hope from ashes
And death to life
Resurrection songs
For the sleeping shall rise
In her borders
As a sign
Poets will rise in her islands
To spark a flame
To whisper and shake
Cemented bricks
In minds
And in time
That has not been kind
But a harsh master to a people
Made to govern in wisdom
Never again
Will they be stuck in stone thought
But a nation that dances
With angels and flame
And inside the Name
They live
Forgotten nation
Left to reap what you’ve sown
High redemption comes
On the furnace songs
Of a faithful few
Who will strike a blaze
In a nation longing for fire
And break chains
So a nation can rise again
Remember resurrection
And you who stand guard
Do not grow weary
Divine strength comes to you
For the final push
Shattering plaster and marble and stone
That have boxed a nation in
And turned it cold
In places that were born to
Roar with tongues of flame
There is a refiners fire
And a wheel
with a kiln
Hot and ready
Redemption beauty
Revelation wells
Will form inside your shores
You are a nation of promise
Beauty and laughter
Joy that turns the wheels of justice
So I speak to your wells
Spring up!
Watch for the water
of new wells rising
At the sound of your singers, your poets, your watchmen
Greece is rising!
Sleeping giants in the nations
You are about to stand and sing
©Elisabeth Cooper 2019