Storm before the STORM

The weather getting darker, cries out there's more to come, Happenings that strike great fear, into the hearts of man. So keep your focus straight on Him, He'll lead us through the Din, where rocks will break, and curtains rend, when we see Him come again.

Storm before the STORM
by Arley Steinhour 072711

The crashing sound of thunder
Rolls across the Prairie plain
Lightning flash and booming
causes soul to feel great pain

The people of this calling
has a haunting sound behind
Look not back the warning
You'll see nothing left to find

His anger is now flaming
in God's face, red with rage
The book is quickly ending
There be naught but another page.

The Prophecies have shouted
Cried a dirge of whoa and tears
We haven't adhered to His word
Seldom in Six thousand years.

The Abrahamic Promise
The Covenant we swore
We wandered off the premise
And became a Bible Whore

We searched for fun adventure
Worshiped Idols with no heart
Placed them all above Him
His blessings, now we have no part

The words subscribed by Daniel
Isaiah's warnings, God's own Crier
Ezekiel, Zechariah speak of war
So now we face the burning pit of fire

Fall on knees face to the ground
Repent of Sin-filled deeds
His Grace will make us 'Wheat' again
Blessed crop, not weeds.

The Rod of His chastisement
Welts the back, as we justly need
Purifying all we've done
Until once again, we be His Seed.

AMEN