Poetry

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I show you a mystery for to loose sleep,
And will not help you in counting sheep;
But we shall all be changed as I testify,
In a moment in the twinkling of an eye;
A last trump as the trumpet shall sound,
Seeing the dead come out of the ground;
With mortal man shall put on immortality,
That death is swallowed up in victory;
For death no longer to have any sting,
Which is sin that will no longer cling?
Because the strength of sin is the Law,
Thanks to God we can sigh a big awe;
For giving victory through Jesus Christ,
And bleed on the cross being sacrificed.
Our appreciation must be shown each day,
Vocal praising with song and as we pray;
For the blessing that our Father has sent,
Giving us the opportunity for us to repent;
When you hear a sounding of the trumpet,
It'll be too late to break the sinful habit.

Richard Newton Sherrer

Copyright 2004 Richard Newton Sherrer

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