Arise

Arise
oh children;
arise from your
state of depression
and heaviness. Depart
out of your low places
and come with Me,
aloft, to know
My peace
and rest.

Oh,
the enemy
has you in self-pity;
He is happy to watch you fall.
Do you want him to be pleased,
or do you want to know joy?
Come, take My hand, beloved.
Arise from the pit he digs.
Then bask in My glory,
the place where
My life lives.

Is. 60:1-22, 61; Mark 5:35-42