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Posted Monday, July 25, 2011, at 1:20 PM

To rant about the Horses, that Prophecy expounds, would take me months and months, and I'd loose a bunch of pounds. Open up your Bible and read Revelation Six, and then for motivation read the poem. I'll save your place in line, if you choose Jesus, of course.

by Arley Steinhour 072511

I see Tribulation rolling

Oer this planet we call earth

Prophetic Trumpet blowing

Without happiness or mirth

Insanity runs rampant

With a Jihad flare

People killing people

Until there's no one there

They kill us

Now them we kill

On a bus

Or top of hill

God's robe is wet

With all His tears

His heart is set

And Heaven cheers

The time is right

The Son prepared

To strike His light

with Trumpet blared

Snatch Bride away

All those expecting

Leave behind that day

Those still Faith collecting

Seven years

Hell on Earth

Many tears

Gives Death new birth

Where once ten stood

Now two or three

With hearts of wood

Under rock or tree

Kingdom by an Iron Rod

Satan sealed a Thousand year

'Works' the marker judged by God

Salvation's Grace no longer here

Heart-check for Royal sealing

Check Ownership by God

After Rapture, one appealing

Become His, and bear the Rod.


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Oh Arley, I feel such pain for what God is feeling about His Creation. We are a sorry lot, that is for sure.

-- Posted by fred2 on Mon, Jul 25, 2011, at 10:19 PM

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