Praise the LORD

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Praise the LORD
By Arley Steinhour 080215

By the Thousands, One Hundred Forty Four,
God chooses to Preach, from Shore to Shore,
Twelve Thousand from all, but Tribe of Dan,
From Nation Israel, to be His Evangelical Clan.

In hearts, and souls, God places His word,
To teach unsaved, Seven years, undeterred,
Bringing, to Life, His Golden Way-Stay,
That, all will follow, One Glorious Day.

Those, Reborn, are, 'so-long,' gone,
In blink of eye, we the Bridal Throng,
Agape Love, paid the Price to 'Redeem,'
All who Repented, and accepted His Dream.

They, who never could say 'I Do,'
Are Left Behind, like a worn out shoe,
Only those who House the Holy Ghost,
Saved to be 'Bride,' Joyously Engrossed.

So, Praise the LORD, sing Hallelujah Song,
Those, almost there, just-might sing along,
Who knows How Many will join our Throng,
Join us, 'in' Jesus, You Can't Go Wrong.

AMEN