Dear Reader,

In these trembling days—when mosques rise where steeples once stood, when political winds shift and compromise whispers over the walls of Zion—I felt the Lord stir my heart to write.

This poem is not written in fear, but in holy excitement. The signs are everywhere, and every headline feels like another birth pain pointing to the soon return of our King. I choose joy. I choose trust. I choose to stand unashamedly with Israel, the Apple of God’s Eye, because the God of Abraham, Isaac, and Jacob is still on the throne and His covenant has never been revoked.

My prayer is that these words ignite fresh fire in your spirit—to pray, to speak boldly, to lift your head, and to declare with confidence: “Come quickly, Lord Jesus!”

Whether you agree with every line or not, I ask you to read it with an open heart and ask the Holy Spirit what He wants to say to you through it.

May the God who keeps covenant bless you, strengthen you, and fill you with unstoppable hope in this hour.

With love and urgency,

A Watchman on the Wall

Genesis 12:3

“And I will bless them that bless thee, and curse him that curseth thee: and in thee shall all families of the earth be blessed.”

Zechariah 2:8

“For thus saith the LORD of hosts; After the glory hath he sent me unto the nations which spoiled you: for he that toucheth you toucheth the apple of his eye.”

Matthew 24:6-8

“And ye shall hear of wars and rumours of wars: see that ye be not troubled: for all these things must come to pass, but the end is not yet. For nation shall rise against nation, and kingdom against kingdom: and there shall be famines, and pestilences, and earthquakes, in divers places. All these are the beginning of sorrows.”

Luke 21:28

“And when these things begin to come to pass, then look up, and lift up your heads; for your redemption draweth nigh.”

Titus 2:13

“Looking for that blessed hope, and the glorious appearing of the great God and our Saviour Jesus Christ;”

Revelation 22:20

“He which testifieth these things saith, Surely I come quickly. Amen. Even so, come, Lord Jesus.”

America, America: In This Perilous Hour, When We Turn Our Backs on Israel, the God of Abraham Will Turn His Back on Us Forever

CHORUS

AMERICA! AMERICA! STAND WITH ISRAEL AND RISE!

BLESS THE APPLE OF HIS EYE — LET HEAVEN FILL YOUR SKIES!

ZION’S GOD IS NOT MOCKED — HIS PROMISE STILL ENDURES!

CHOOSE THE COVENANT OF LIFE — AND GLORY WILL BE YOURS!

O America, you shining hope, you eagle-winged and free,

Born in prayer on Plymouth Rock beneath God’s mercy tree!

The God of Abraham still calls across the ancient sand,

His covenant unbroken — eternal, firm, and grand.

You grew in strength and favor while you held the promised hand

Of the nation risen from the ashes on prophetic land.

Your fields ran over with abundance, your lights pierced every sea,

Your liberty rang loud and clear — a beacon for the free!

But turn away — one faithless shift, one cold and calculated turn —

And darkness gathers faster from the east where tyrants burn.

The demonic state of Iran lifts its fist with ancient hate,

Breathing threats of annihilation, plotting Israel’s fate.

Yet Heaven’s Lion watches — eyes of mercy, heart of flame,

He who blessed the faithful nations now calls you by your name.

Stand firm beside His chosen ones against the rising tide,

And watch the God of Abraham push back the evil tide.

Now mosques rise on city streets where steeples once stood tall,

And compromise on Zion’s wall brings sorrow to us all.

The nations rage, the deals are made, the shadows lengthen fast —

Yet every headline whispers loud: the end of age draws near at last!

So I choose the excitement! I lift my hands and sing!

For these are birth pains of the King — the trumpet soon will ring!

All things work for glory in the sovereign will of God,

The mosques and the shaken thrones are steps on holy sod.

Come quickly, Lord Jesus! Split the sky with glory’s light!

The dead in Christ shall rise first — what a glorious sight!

Every tear wiped, every wrong made right, every knee will bow,

As the King of kings descends — oh, come, Lord Jesus, now!

CHORUS

AMERICA! AMERICA! STAND WITH ISRAEL AND RISE!

Pulpits, burn with holy truth! Preachers, lift the sacred word!

Congress, bow on bended knee — let every conscience be stirred!

Mothers, fathers, sons and daughters — lift your prayers on high,

Stand unashamed for Zion’s ground beneath God’s watchful eye!

Pour out your steadfast loyalty, your voice without retreat,

Declare aloud to every power: “This covenant we keep!”

While Iran’s regime and darkness rage and nations drift from light,

America will shine undimmed in covenant-keeping might!

The hour grows late, the choice is clear — the scales of time descend,

One path leads back to greatness, the other to the end.

Cling to Israel’s side with faith, with courage, and with prayer —

And watch the God of Abraham restore your strength and share.

FINAL CHORUS

AMERICA! AMERICA! STAND WITH ISRAEL AND RISE!

BLESS THE APPLE OF HIS EYE — LET HEAVEN FILL YOUR SKIES!

ZION’S GOD IS NOT MOCKED — HIS PROMISE STILL ENDURES!

CHOOSE THE COVENANT OF LIFE — AND GLORY WILL BE YOURS!

AMERICA, AMERICA — THE MOMENT CALLS YOUR NAME!

STAND WITH ISRAEL IN FAITH — AND REKINDLE HEAVEN’S FLAME!

THE GOD OF ABRAHAM STILL REIGNS — HIS WORD IS SURE AND TRUE!

TURN YOUR HEART TO ZION NOW… FOR JESUS COMES FOR YOU!