

Prompt / Lyrics
[low, slow, restrained power] Hear me, O Lord of the Universe. God of thunder. God who split the sea and did not apologize. [measured, ominous] You who speak from smoke and whirlwind—not in comfort, not in peace, but in command. [hard emphasis] Break the arm of the wicked. Tear down the towers of the proud. [introspective, controlled] Search me, O God—not to soothe me, but to strip me bare. [rising intensity] Burn out what is false. Crush what is weak. Sharpen what remains. [grim, resolute] Though I walk through the valley where blood cries from the ground, I will not bow to fear. [final line, slow, commanding] Awake, O Lord. Judge. Shatter. Reign.
Tags
Spoken voice. Low ancient male tone. Slow pace. Gravelly authority. No music. Ominous pauses. Commanding restrained wrat
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1/28/2026