Israel takes thirty-five-hundred years and swears to only be sixty-three. But far be it I would call them liar. Ha!! Happy Re-Birthday Israel, one and all, wherever you may be. We'll See. Soon.
Birthday Sixty Three Complete
By Arley Steinhour 051111
You'd think I'd have a lot to say, about Israel today,
Two days ago, Birthday sixty three, passed without a fray.
On the day rebirth was orated, war came knocking there,
Neighbor Nations did attack, bloodied the joy-filled air.
Hatred, many Centuries old, surfaced hot as ever, in the heart,
Arab cousins, and now neighbors, wanted no Israel to start.
Without funds or weapons to resist, somehow foe was withheld,
No matter what the Arab did, God blessed, and Israel was upheld.
After almost nineteen hundred years, that nation Israel was reborn,
Now sixty-three, have quickly passed reawakening the land so torn.
Trees grow tall, with tasty fruit, plus fields of grain and flowers,
Cities built without a wall, with hostile peace still needing towers.
The prophecies, of God's holy word, say's Tribulation now be near,
As multi-millennial enemy, seeks yet to still every Israeli tear.
Not with friendship, but bitter disdain, Islam wants to take their every life,
They just cannot understand, that the people of Israel, be our God's Wife.
Soon, I fear, will come the year, if already, this not be it to see,
Attack against little Israel, no friends left, stand alone God's Olive Tree.
All alone, the Jew will stand, without a solid friend of their people,
Not even Countries Christian, who hide behind a rootless Steeple.
Many individual folk, Christian, through and through, Reborn,
Pray and offer what support they have, as leadership burns their corn.
So Happy re-Birthday, Israel, open you hearts to Messiah of the Jew,
Jew and Gentile nourished by same root, all with Holy Spirit too.