Make Your Reservation
Make Your Reservation
By Arley Steinhour 101415
Before the beginning, there is/was 'GOD,'
King of all, that 'did not/could not,' exist,
Nothingness, being perfect, was not flawed,
There is/was nothing, HIS Lips had Kissed.
His inherent Love, had nothing to Bless,
So, GOD pondered, His empty situation,
With a Word, created, Himself to impress,
Yet, All, was empty, without habitation.
He made the Angels, called them 'Son,'
Then, Heaven and Earth, not fully formed,
Then, He got serious, to have some fun,
Making all things, from Chaos, Reformed.
With Universe refined, all creatures be created,
With, Sun, Moon, and Planets, for Season sway,
Creatures that, filled the Earth, and almost sated,
His appetite, for Family 'Man,' He created Sixth Day.
Six Thousand years, we've filled, this Earth,
Like sheep, gone astray, to pastures, thought, 'Greener,'
Following, false gods, other than He, who awarded us Birth,
Have 'Soul-filth,' so deep, we need a 'Perfect Cleaner.'
Only one man, born, as 'Begotten, of God's Love,
To be born of a Virgin, 'To Live a Perfect Life,'
To suffer, as Sacrifice, to cleanse, to 'Life Above,'
Redeemed, from Sin-blemish, by being Son's 'Wife.'
He would love to see, every Soul, Repentant of Sin,
Sadly, however, many won't grasp 'Free Salvation;'
Those, who Repent, are Redeemed, by Jesus, to Win,
Unsaved live in Lake of fire, with 'Sin-Reservation.'
AMEN
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