Gamble with God
Gamble with God
By Arley Steinhour 030717
Prophetic word, could fill the sky,
With parables, that cannot die,
Until fulfillment, laugh, or Cry,
As, 'Upon Snatching, Church will fly.'
No matter, if You're Newly Shorn,
When Jesus Calls, and blows, His horn,
The Silver Trumpet, for 'Lambs, Reborn,'
To be redeemed, not left, Forlorn.
We, that are ready, will fly away,
'To Heaven's Gate,' one fine day,
For, Seven years, of Festive Play,
As a part of The Bride, without, delay.
For, Seven Years, the Party Grows,
And, Many Martyrs, Only God Knows,
To be ready to Fly, wherever He Shows,
To an End of Days, Satan can't Oppose.
Satan's Pride is High, his Object Clear,
To Destroy Jesus, and all that is near,
Thinking, his arrow is a lofty spear,
Sure, he destroys most, that Fear.
Should you desire, to 'Gamble with God,'
Through Seven Years, of 'Iron Rod,'
You'll lose the Game, with a Simple Nod,
To the Lake of flame, after plot of Sod.
To you, who feel you wish to Win,
Redemption, Conception's other-twin,
Saves the Reborn, (so full of Sin),
By, Justification, with God/Jesus, 'Within.'
Refuse Salvation, only, if you Dare,
We, that graduate, to Heaven, won't Care,
So Full of Joy, with, No Despair.
We'll hardly remember, Sinners were there.
AMEN
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