The GRACE RACE

>>> Unsaved heart/lamps shed no 'Light' <<<

The GRACE RACE
By Arley Steinhour 012716

Wake up, Wake up, Oh, sleepyhead,
Open your eyes, get out of bed,
I don't mean, do it physically,
Awaken from Coma, Spiritually.

Join with the Reborn, Saved in Messiah,
Or you may become a Salvation Pariah,
Cast off, from the 'Saved,' Eternally,
With no election to live, Supernally.

Only a Remnant, of World Population,
Have Elected, to be part of His Nation,
The Nation, of God, as His Church/Bride,
Received, when He calls, Arms opened Wide.

Look up to the Sky, and 'know' He is there,
Beg, Redemption, on the Cross, He Forebear,
By Suffering the Sin-price, that we cannot pay,
Yet, His love for us, took on self, that day.

You can go to Wild Parties, to spit in His Face,
His Love will not Anger, until, Judgment, takes place,
You've refused to Repent, before Death ends the Race,
Only Justice, Trumps, Love, nullifying His Grace.

AMEN