Only the Remnant

Hang 'First Death' on the Cross, with Jesus, not on the ground. Repent to, and Accept Jesus, Now; Time to, is at its end.

Only the Remnant
By Arley Steinhour 090115

The dreaded month, September,
Two Thousand, and Fifteen,
May prove a time to Remember,
With events not, before, seen.

The first ten days, should be anxious,
With Stock Market, going 'South,'
Never more to be amongst us,
Or even mentioned from the mouth.

Days, Eleven, on thru Fourteen,
Prophetically packed, plus History,
Might be the time of Unforeseen,
With events of Painful Mystery.

The World becoming a deadly scene,
There's little a person can say,
September, of Two Thousand Fifteen,
May turn into a Seven year, Hellish Day.

'That Which Restrains,' May then be gone,
Holy Spirit and Church, the Restrainer,
Leaves Behind, Chaos, once withdrawn,
Opens the gate, for the True, Defamer.

Seven mortal years, the 'Testing,' applied,
With, near Eighty percent, finding 'Death,'
Only the Remnant, of Israel, will He Hide,
As 'the Time of the Gentile,' takes its last breath.

AMEN