Poetry

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The Wrath

Wake up America, oh, wake up now
God’s judgment day, is close at hand
God’s going to pour out, all his wrath
upon this wicked, abominable land

We turned our backs, upon the Lord
to seek out the vain pleasures instead
We took prayer out of all our schools
saying God’s word, can’t ever be read

We took Christ, out of our Christmas
from our pledge, we erased his name
Children are not taught to praise Jesus
they’re taught to praise, idols of fame

America has been so blessed by God
she once prospered above all the rest
The land of the free is enslaved by sin
she has became, the devil’s conquest

Play and be merry while you still can
before this old world comes to an end
When God’s wrath starts spewing out
oh, where can we run then, my friend

The signs of the end are all around us
the prophecies of old, being fulfilled
Eternity and judgment, awaits us all
God’s judgment can not be appealed,

By: Bessie Flint
©08

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