Pure as a Snowflake
Pure as a Snowflake
By Arley Steinhour 100216
The world is now a Wondrous Place,
To house, and hold the Human Race,
As, Evil seems so Vogue, to Embrace,
Tribulation near; God has Wrath in Face.
God the Son will soon Snatch Away,
We, His Church/Bride, most any Day,
The Time is Ripe; He won't Delay,
Wedding Feast, as we're Snatched away.
In Seven Years, the Feast is Replete,
Church/Bride, Presented, at God's Feet,
As Jesus, addresses, Satan's 'New Retreat,'
'One Word,' War ends, Fullness Complete.
A Thousand years, of God/Jesus' Rein,
With Satan, Restrained, in Abyss, in Pain,
Beast, and F. P., in Lake of Flame as their Bane;
Subjects, have chance, to live without Stain.
After a Thousand, Satan released, a 'Short Time,'
To Recruit all disgruntled, to join him, in Crime,
Rebelling against, what they still see as 'Grime,'
They'll fight for Mortality, over Eternity Sublime.
The Word is spoken, again; Rebels fly into Lake,
So, Great White Throne Judgment, God can Make,
To End 'Time' forever; Book of Life, makes No Mistakes,
To our God/Jesus, we're as Pure as a Snowflake.
Forever! AMEN
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