As the Sun sets tonight and we end Rosh Hashanah 5779, I am reminded of the words of the Battle Hymn of The Republic. The new year 5779 represents the Threshing Floor and New Wine being harvested with our feet. The Hebrew number “9” is a picture of the ninth letter of the Hebrew Alphabet “Tet”. One of it’s pictures is of horses running with the roar of trampling the enemy. We harvest the New Wine of Holy Spirit by walking out our obedience, purposes, promises, and goals. According to Genesis we bruise the head of serpent by our feet. Feet is used to crush/stomp the grapes until the sweet wine flows. This is the Year of Open Doors and Let the New Wine Flow.
I don’t know if Julia Ward Howe knew the significance of The Rosh Hashanah, Yom Kippur, and Tabernacles being a Grape Harvest but the words sure seem like it. Do me a favor tonight and for the next eight days as we spend time in reflection leading to Yom Kippur the Day of Atonement, September 19, read the words of this great Anthem especially Verses 1, 3, 4, and 6 and be blessed.
(Verse 1)
Mine eyes hath seen the glory of the coming of the Lord;
He is trampling out the vintage where the grapes of wrath are stored;
He hath loosed the fateful lightning of His terrible swift sword;
His truth is marching on..
Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Glory! Glory! Hallelujah!
Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! His truth is marching on.
(Verse 2)
I have seen Him in the watch fires of a hundred circling camps
They have builded Him an altar in the evening dews and damps;
I can read His righteous sentence by the dim and flaring lamps;
His day is marching on.
Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Glory! Glory! Hallelujah!
Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! His truth is marching on.
(Verse 3)
I have read a fiery Gospel writ in burnished rows of steel;
“As ye deal with My contemners, so with you My grace shall deal”;
Let the Hero, born of woman, crush the serpent with His heel,
Since God is marching on.
Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Glory! Glory! Hallelujah!
Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! His truth is marching on.
(Verse 4)
He has sounded forth the trumpet that shall never call retreat;
He is sifting out the hearts of men before His judgment seat;
Oh, be swift, my soul, to answer Him! be jubilant, my feet;
Our God is marching on.
Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Glory! Glory! Hallelujah!
Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! His truth is marching on.
(Verse 5)
In the beauty of the lilies Christ was born across the sea,
With a glory in His bosom that transfigures you and me:
As He died to make men holy, let us die to make men free;
While God is marching on.
Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Glory! Glory! Hallelujah!
Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! His truth is marching on.
[Verse 6]
He is coming like the glory of the morning on the wave,
He is wisdom to the mighty, He is honor to the brave;
So the world shall be His footstool, and the soul of wrong His slave,
Our God is marching on.
Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Glory! Glory! Hallelujah!
Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! His truth is marching on.
Wellspring Israel 