Put to Bed

Read my words, view the video, and maybe you'll see what wrings my heart: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Afncm3No6Wo&feature=player_embedded

Put to Bed
By Arley Steinhour 070315

People of the lost, You may not welcome Hell,
But Hell welcomes you, flaming arms, wrapping,
When P.O.T.U.S. says, "We Are NOT a Christian Nation,"
All, we are, or have been, may be beyond God's Helping.

As Jesus, carried that heavy Cross, He would die on,
He fell, Seven times, and forthcoming, and no one's help,
Until the Roman guard, called on Simeon, a traveling 'pawn,'
To pick up cross, and help Jesus, as a whelp.

Many did Cry, to bear their grief,
When there was little they could do,
To give Messiah, a bit of relief,
As He trod to execution, Not, His due.

Nearly Two Thousand years have passed,
Since, our Jesus, climbed that hill,
He said, He'd not drink, nor repast,
Until the Time of Gentiles, He fulfill.

The time has passed, beyond His call,
There is little 'time' yet ahead,
Before He fulfills, the 'Writing on Wall.'
And, Time of the Gentile, is 'Put To Bed.'

AMEN