A Voice like a Sound of Many Waters.

I heard a voice like the sound of many waters calling me out from the world.

Like a Shepherd's voice calling for his sheep, a voice that shakes the mountain but warms the soul.

A voice like a bridegroom calling out his bride, A voice like the waves of the sea rushing into the banks.

Like a speed of lighting appearing beneath the clouds. And as the voice thundered, it draws me nearer out from the world

A voice like a sound of that of an Archangel, a mighty voice with all its meaning, that denotes the Alpha and the Omega.

A voice like the sound of my Beloved who went out to gather the lilies at the field and at the garden of love, he had poured out frankincense and spices, saffron and calamus,  at the chamber of love. 

My beloved, the One who has made rooms and parlors in the great  house of Zion, and built walls and great fortress to keep the thieves at bay.

Come my bride, says the voice of my Beloved, come. 

I for one knew the voice, no time to hesitate for my Beloved has come. He had prepared a place for my stay at the Abba's House. No time to ponder, but I must leave now.

Here comes my Beloved with a testimony and a company of the host of Heaven , calling me out of the dark, calling me home at last.