Brand us Scaremonger
Brand us Scaremonger
by Arley Steinhour 071016
Dear father God, I come to you,
With tear in eye, and my heart true,
So many things I, yet, Need to do,
I need your help, to see me through.
I praise your name the whole day through,
Writing my praises and rhymes, to you,
In the hope that I do, as you'd have me do,
Open the hearts of Saved, as well as Untrue.
The World around us, has gone insane,
Insanity Growing, like torental rain,
Eroding deep furrows into Christian brain,
Making it difficult, for new souls to train.
Don't get me wrong I don't wish to complain,
But these End-Time-Days, are creating a strain,
Good, is now bad, with bad rules, as good,
just as your prophecies, said that rules would.
Eastern peoples, turn to you, hearts Aflame,
As Disciples of Jesus, in your Holy Name,
At the same time, Western hearts play a game,
Rejecting your holiness, now worthy of shame.
Whatever your reason, that you might Tarry,
It's increasing the load, your Reborn must carry,
I must admit, Times are getting quite scary,
Reborn are anxious to be Snatched and Marry.
Please Armor our hearts, that we may be stronger,
The time seems so ripe, you can't be much longer,
Before you come, to Snatch from Pretender,
Proving, our witness, no more Branded Scaremonger.
AMEN
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