Tag Archives: The Word

The Prophet’s Call

Cumulus Clouds (Photo by Paul Schuberth)

Cumulus Clouds (Photo by Paul Schuberth)

Those who are aliens here on earth
Endure tormenting pangs of birth
They make the call to share their pains
Alas, the whore is bound in chains
She’s looking for applause of crowds
The prophets though are His ‘all-outs’

They call the stout to leave the wall
So they can hear the desert’s call
That calls for you and me, my friend
To leave that church which is a blend
Of truth and lies we might not see
And if we stay, we won’t get free

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The Blessed Ones

Corn Flower and Honey Bee (Photo by Susanne Schuberth)

Corn Flower and Honey Bee (Photo by Susanne Schuberth)

The Law of Christ that could be heard
Upon that mountain through His word
Was authorized by God Himself
To not be put on a mere shelf

Although it was addressed at first
To those disciples who of thirst
Were dying to know more of Life
Which our Lord gave to His wife

Just wait, I’ll tell you what I mean
By these few words you now have seen
His wife, His bride, yes, she is one
With Jesus Christ, with God, His Son

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