"Thus says the Lord!"
I heard it as a word..
But where are these prophets?
Was their prophesy absurd..
If a prophesy doesn't come true, or what was proposed..
Like the king with his pants down; their private parts exposed.
Although a scatter gun approach is often applied..
Run from them
To the mountains
Hide.
The Word of God is not in vain.
Listen to it carefully
Avoid
Unnecessary pain..
God searches the heart he knows our frame...
But where is his glory?
And where is His fame?
His glory can't go to another..
And we don't hear of his fame...
But HE is the righteous one.
We have no one else to blame.
The righteous one who doesn't deal with a slack hand...
He must be our master but no one understands...
None seek his glory:
So wickedness commands..
We have all gone backwards..
It's an obvious display..
Return to Me
My children
Is what I hear
Him say.
- Author: Valiantstar (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: January 20th, 2024 08:59
- Category: Unclassified
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Comments1
Now my next poem 'Us'. heehee.
The only way is up...
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