GOD on the CROSS

GOD Jesus by Akiane, as Certified by Burpo

GOD on the CROSS
By Arley Steinhour 072315

I cleaned up my P. C. trash today,
You clean my heart the very same way,
A tap of finger, or a word, you say,
The Dross is gone, so, now we play.

I seek the day you come for me,
With Trumpet blare, that I be Free,
I'll gradate, from Sin-filled menagerie,
To wherever you are, there I will be.

The Crop is ripe, to be placed in the 'Urn,'
The Tare are obvious, mark them to burn,
We are the last crop, before your return,
Your Judgments are Just, therefore Stern.

We with 'full lamps,' await your dear call,
Ready to light them, to guide your foot-fall,
Snatch us away, from Sin, outside the wall
Those Left behind, it's Tribulation Curtain Call.

Jew, and Christian Saints, will suffer Beastly Cross,
As you hinder 'Beasts' hand, of Atrocities, Gross,
If only the people, could realize their 'Loss,'
Satan loses, recognizing, twas 'GOD on the CROSS.'

AMEN