Poetry

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I am stirring up your pure mind,
By way of through a reminder;
Entice you to be more aligned,
In the Lord as a provider.

A provider of the Gospel,
Predicted by holy prophets;
Proclaiming it to the people,
And what each of us inherits.

Scoffers will come in the last days,
Propelled by their evil urges;
Following their own sinful ways,
That enticed temptation surges.

For since the fathers fell asleep,
Everything does continue;
But like slaughtering of the sheep,
As sacrificial to construe.

They purposely will overlook,
Heaven existed long ago;
The earth was formed as it shook,
Only the way that God would know.

The world deluged and would perish,
By using water, the first time;
Fire will end what you cherish,
When being judged for our crime.

But do not overlook this fact,
One day for the Lord is like years;
His time would not be as exact,
That the ungodly having fears.

Because with one day of the Lord,
Is like a thousand years for man;
So, it can never be ignored,
That we are not knowing His plan.

The Lord is not slow to fulfill,
His promise as patience toward you;
Repentance causes to instill,
An eternity to construe.

His day will come just like a thief,
Then the Heavens will pass away;
The Lord will save those with belief,
Fire will consume those who stray.

Copyright © 2018 Richard Newton Sherrer

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