Their preachin fear out there you know..
Now I am a little slow
But it goes something like this-
We are gods people
The earths gonna blow
But before that day we'll be taken away to enjoy the show.
Then after the blast
We return with Him
And rule at last.
Problems in the vanity.
It's not about them
It's all about me.
Say this prayer and now your in.
Jesus has washed away all your sin.
All of us are on the road
To the streets
Pathways of gold.
My leanness, My leanness
That's what he cried...
The treacherous ones have scattered my tribe.
Gather now the mighty men
Take up your sword
The word
Your pen.
The beast with his many crowns, has deceived the people
Foolish ones
Clown's.
Follow us
We know the book
We can show you where to look..
Not one is righteous
All gone astray
Vanity of vanities
Bring on the day..
But not so with you my chosen ones
Come, I am your teacher
My lessons are fun
I created the world and all that's within.
I will not share my glory.
I suffer no sin.
Don't fear the day of the big black hole
Fear the one who can destroy your soul.
I send my Spirit
To show you
The way
I return
To your joy
But to their dismay.
For thus says the Lord-
Who created the heavens...
The Lord Almighty
Is His name.
I created the earth to be inhabited.
And I created not in vain.
Hear my precious ones
Righteousness brings youth
Seek and you shall find me
In Spirit and in truth
For sure this world is passing
But this we all must know
On the day
Are taken away
The fools that lead the show.
- Author: Valiantstar (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: January 18th, 2024 09:13
- Category: Unclassified
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Comments1
Powerful work.
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