NOTHING to SELL

\\\... With His Eyes, Filled with LOVE ...///

NOTHING to SELL
By Arley Steinhour 091315

Elul Twenty-Nine, this day of gloom,
Is now upon us, like Witch on Broom,
The Sun is sweeping, across the sky,
Could this be the day that we do fly?

Tomorrow, is Israel's Head of Year,
Rosh Hashanah, heralds Great Cheer,
The Day that King's accept a Crown,
Dressed for Wedding, without a frown.

He has been waiting, Two Thousand Years,
To be joined with Bride, in His Celestial Sphere,
Bringing Home, Holy Spirit, and Hearts of Abode,
Willing, and Waiting, Spirit Filled, without Goad.

The Joy that we find, no mind can conceive,
Here in mortality, we can't know, nor cleave,
In Him, Jesus the Christ, holds all of our dreams,
His Love flows as Mighty River, ours, like streams.

Turn your soul, over to Jesus, or reside in Hell,
The choice is ours, FREE, He has Nothing to Sell,
Repent your Sin, Invite Jesus in,
Then you and I, be Spiritual Twin.

AMEN

PS: Timing: Yesterday good, Today be Great, Tomorrow be ???