The Philistines be on thee, Samson
Your strength is cut off on the floor
As Delilahís singing vamped you on
You traded Godís love for a whore
You judged all Israel of your day
Made the devilís hordes check out
Till a harlot took your breath away
And her minions put your lights out
Yet God looks down the ages still
To find Sams Sons born of his kin
Blood borne ones of Calvaryís Hill
To make hellís horde retreat again
But not straying from the narrow way
Twas too great a task for Adamís kind
For just like the men of Samsonís day
True hearts as then are hard to find
Where are His kin, the promised seed?
Godís strength is needed now this day.
As again the world is filled with need
His kinsmen redeemed need but obey
But we want the finer things in life
And forget the best there ever was
Freely offered as our sacrifice
To Let a harlot give our head a buzz
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Hi Mark. Thank you very much for the thoughtful critique.
This is a great poem that truly made me think. We can learn a lot from Samson's mistake. Excellent message, words, and word pictures. The last line made me laugh too. Very good work! God bless.