The Body of Jesus
The Body of Jesus
By Arley Steinhour 122915
When the Role is Called up Yonder,
And we're looking down below,
Being Snatched away by Jesus,
With only one place to go.
We fly to Heaven, the Table of feast,
Where a Wedding is taking place,
It takes a while, to understand,
We wear the Bridal Face.
The Roll is not for punishment,
But., Blessings, for those, He'll call,
Seated at perfect place at table,
A part of the Bride, Believers, All
Sequestered from, the Gala Event,
For Seven Day/years, from His Advent,
We Consummate the Wedded state,
With Permanent place, within He's Tent.
We form the Body, Of Jesus, the Christ,
With, Love, and Joy, in every breath,
Radiating His Love, Shekinah light spiced,
Into one Perfect Glow, through His Death.
Don't look to a friend, to save your life.
If you desire Eternity, with Jesus,
Become a part of being, God's Wife,
So His Blessings can only Please Us.
AMEN
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