Ultimate Wrath
Ultimate Wrath
By Arley Steinhour 080417
We love to say ‘Good Morning,’
Soon, to some, we say Goodbye,
Before the Seven Years of Mourning,
As, Church/Bride Flies, into the Sky.
‘We that are Remaining,’ Gone,
From where Insanity will Reign,
The ‘Left Behind,’ has been a Pawn,
That Succumbed to Satan’s Stain.
They, in Sin, and Lust, not Worthy,
In the least of Heavenly Abode,
They’ll view Eternity, with Apathy,
Feeling, ‘Mortal is Mother Lode.’
They’ll play the Game of ‘Up-man-ship,’
“Do unto others, before unto me,’
Enjoying the ride, not knowing they’ve slipped,
Into the ‘Race to Hell,’ they didn’t See.
‘I’m Fine,’ they’ll cry, up to Seventh year,
‘We live, a life, then Die, to all we were,’
Not knowing, that Jesus Paid, to quell the Tear,
And, Passing into Eternity, as ‘Un-Pure.’
Refusing Salvation, by Jesus’ Redemption,
The Sin in your life, ‘Sentences to Death,’
Separated from God/Jesus, ‘With No Exception,’
Into, Lake of Flame, ‘God’s Ultimate Wrath.’
With, Days, or Weeks, or Months, to go,
You have, but, little time to Repent,
Do you gamble with Eternity, just to show,
You’re in Control, until you can’t Pay the Rent?
Jesus Can. AMEN
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