The Battle is here:, Don Bosco's Prophetic Dream is here: Given in the Message of our Queen of Heaven Mother Mary's Message , Ash Wednesday. 2026-02-18 Reconquest - The Living Rosary | ….
I compile a song for everyone to remember and reminder that we are in this great spiritual battle...
Beautiful Song from our Mother Mary's message last Ash Wednesday, Guide for spiritual battle. Ai, dont want to co-operate, some of the words are not sing, but overrall ,its ok .
2026-02-18 Reconquest – The Living Rosary
Poem Song
"The Hour's Army (Our Blessed Mother's Call)"
(A reflective, lyrical adaptation in the spirit of the message)
[Verse 1]
The wound is laid bare, the infection shown,
Not a sign that the Father sits on His throne,
Indifferent to pain, to the blasphemies grown.
No, His Heart is the first that the lance has known.
He exposes the night, makes the deception clear,
So His Army might know what it’s fighting here.
In this tremendous Hour, with ears open wide,
To the Queen’s command, at the Father’s side.
[Chorus]
Oh, Army of the Heart, be not afraid!
The weapons for this battle are newly made.
With Faith, Hope, Obedience, Humility’s grace,
Take your stand in this unique time and place.
Be at Peace, be at Peace, though the structures sway,
Fix your eyes on His Face, live your Rosary today.
[Verse 2]
What toppled the giant now seems to fall,
Confusion’s thick curtain hangs over all.
“Who to trust? Where to go?” your bewildered hearts cry.
The answer’s not just in a prayer sighed to the sky.
But to live the great Mysteries, to believe and obey,
To let your own will and your reasoning sway,
To the Humility that says, “Thy Will be done,”
Like the Mother and Son ‘neath the same bright sun.
Bridge For the moment will come in the fury, the dread,
When no word can be formed, no clear thought in your head.
So I train now your heart in a Faith that’s profound,
To the Truth that is Jesus, on that solid ground.
The Rosary you live is a chain, strong and bright,
Binding you to the Father, our Shield and our Light.
[Verse 3]
For the Priests, My sons,
stand up now! Shake off the dust and the fear!
The Priesthood you carry was meant for this year.
Your hands may seem pierced, nailed, ineffective, alone,
But your prayer, like my Jesus’s, rends the dark throne.
In your anguish, your cry, is the cry of the Lamb,
It is heard by the Father, the Great I AM.
You wield liberation, authority’s key,
A sign to the wolves, setting captives free.
[Chorus]
Oh, Cohort of the Heart, be not afraid!
The charge for this battle is on you laid.
With your flocks at your side, feed them Waters of Truth,
In the face of the lie, in the scorn of uncouth.
Be at Peace, be at Peace, though the Cross is your share,
Your Queen stands beside you, in tenderest care.
[Verse 4]
Ash Wednesday The ashes you wear are not just for a day,
They’re the bread of your anguish, the price that you pay,
For the Church and the world in such dolorous plight.
I have tasted that bitterness, deep in the night.
Offer it to me, child, your exhaustion, your pain,
The strain of enduring, again and again.
Live these days in my love, in the Spirit’s clear ray,
Let your mind and your heart from the lies slip away.
Rest, battered little soldier, rest here on my breast,
In obedience and trust, you are perfectly blessed.
[Outro]
“Father, Thy Will in me be done.”
The battle is fierce, but the Victory’s won.
“To the One on the Throne, and the Lamb, slain for all,
Be glory and power!” now answer the call.
Your Mother who loves you now gives you her blessing,
In this Hour of Mercy, and Justice’s addressing.
Be at Peace. I AM COMING SOON.