From Dust To Destiny

Yeah.
Let’s go back, before the sweat, before the thorns,
When man walked with Yahuah, in the light, unshorn.

In the garden, where the shalom ran deep like a river,
No shame in their walk, no curse to deliver.
But the serpent came smooth, with a tongue full of schemes,
Twisted up the word, put a crack in the dream.
From the fruit to the root, rebellion was born,
Eyes opened up, but the glory was torn.

Naked and exposed, fig leaves for a shield,
From the dust to the dust, the verdict was sealed.
The ground got cursed, man wrestled with the weeds,
Sweat on his brow, thorns in the seeds.
Paradise lost for a bite and a lie,
Yet the promise in the curse said the serpent would die.

But from dust to destiny, Yahuah made a way,
Redemption in the Lamb, let the humble obey.
From the grave to the garden, new life will bloom,
Those who walk in His Word, He’s preparing them room.

Fast forward to the fullness, the Word took on flesh,
Obedience in the blood, every curse put to rest.
Not a crown made of gold, but of thorns on His head,
Yahushua in the garden, sweat drops blood red.
He reversed the decision with a cry, “It is done!”
Now the serpent’s authority’s broken by the Son.

From the tree in the garden to the wood of the stake,
From Adam to Messiah, a new path to take.
He ain’t coming for rebels who reject His commands,
He’s calling out a remnant who will walk by His hand.
Not lawless, not faithless, no grace without the truth,
He’s raising up the children who return to the roots.

But from dust to destiny, Yahuah made a way,
Redemption in the Lamb, let the humble obey.
From the grave to the garden, new life will bloom,
Those who walk in His Word, He’s preparing them room.

Now look at the future, the promise in sight,
Those clothed in obedience will shine in His light.
The tree of life stands where the faithful will meet,
Every tear wiped away, every curse in defeat.
No more sweat, no more thorns, no more pain in the plan,
Just the sound of His voice, “Well done, faithful man.”

The nations will gather, the remnant will sing,
From the garden to the Kingdom, all praise to the King!
So drop the fig leaves, put on garments of praise,
Let the Word in your bones set your soul ablaze.
He’s coming for those who endure and obey,
Not just say His Name, walk righteous His way.

Eden restored, through the fire refined,
Hearts circumcised, law written in the mind.
The curse is reversed for the humble and true,
He’s making all things new for the chosen few.

From the dust to the Kingdom, from the fall to the flame,
Redemption in Yahushua, victory in His Name.
The story ain’t over, it’s a call to the brave,
Obey and overcome, let the world be amazed.

So rise up, watchman, blow the shofar loud,
Cry aloud, spare not, be set apart from the crowd.
Babylon’s system got 'em chasing the fame,
But the remnant's awake, sealed up in His Name.

They mock the commands, say the law’s done away,
But the covenant’s eternal, it ain’t fading with the day.
Torah in the heart, not stone anymore,
It’s the Ark in the soul, written deep at the core.

Grace ain’t a license, it’s power to walk straight,
To love Yahuah’s ways and reject what He hates.
So come out of her, bride, leave the harlot and her lies,
Cling to the Lamb, lift your voice to the skies.

From the ashes we rise, with the oil in our flame,
We remember His covenant, we honor His Name.
Through the trials and fire, He is faithful and true,
Those who walk in His ways, He’s preparing for you.

He’s coming with fire, with judgment and might,
Every hidden thing exposed in the brightness of light.
No more gray zones, no middle to ride,
You’re either with the Lamb or caught in the tide.

The narrow path’s rugged, but it leads to the King,
Where the song of the redeemed is the anthem we sing.
No compromise gospel, no sugarcoat speech,
It’s repentance and truth, the Kingdom is in reach.

So hear me, Zion, lift your voice like a blade,
Make war with the Word, let the compromise fade.
The garden’s restored, but only for the wise,
Who keep His commandments and keep their lamps alive.